Chapter 3
So some science stuff happened. Nothing too special, I took the sample down to the abandoned nearby town. There is a university laboratory there used to study marine life and pathology. I commandeered the equipment years about but the school generator could only power the equipment for a finite amount of time. I decided early on that i would only use that equipment when I had a promising lead. One problem arises though, the town is full of corrupted, shattered and probably some rogue gems that survived exposure. It won't be a walk in the park to get there.
"If i can get to the university, I bet I can reverse engineer a frequency that can clean up corruption in gems and maybe take a huge step in bringing back human," I address the rude female traveling companion.
"Great good luck," says my former female traveling companion.
"Wait, don't you want to come?" I inquire, " You'd be witnessing a scientific breakthrough and possibly the revival of human life!"
"Look, no offense but you're nuts. Humans are extinct. Gone. Kaput. Forget about them. Thanks for saving my life but you are pursuing a lost cause," her voice catches, "i have a lost cause of my own to look after"
She starts her descent down the other side of my mountain.
I open my mouth to say something but what would i say? Wait, i don't want to save humanity by myself! She'd think me even crazier. I don't want to be a sole survivor anymore but I think my biggest fear is that she's right. Even if i find the exact frequency used to destroy this planet's sentient life, how do i make fix that? They are all ash. My friends, their loved ones, children and families and even family pets. All of them were reduced to ash before my eyes. How on earth do I undo that? Even if i got all the ash from each individual person, there isn't a way to just reconstruct a person from dust. These thoughts are not novel to me. I have asked them before. Since the first day and daily till today. My answer is always inconclusive. Most times it sounded something like Well there is only one way to be sure. When do you call it quits, though? Your way of life is a memory, your home is destroyed, the people you loved are gone and nobody is there to share the burden. Where do you draw the line and say that it's time to move on?
Never...
I remember them. Their faces are as real as my own. I can't let them down. If there was a way to bring them back, then I would never forgive myself if i didn't find it. I'm going to that university.