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Mad Science & You: Week 4 (Tuesday, Period 3)
This week, the Danger Shop had been set up to look like the partially finished basement of a suburban 50s house. The entire floor had been retrofitted into a lab, with heavy grey machines and connecting wires set into the walls. A human-sized metal box with glass panelling and a hinged door stood in the middle of the space. Piles of broken furniture and household goods surrounded the otherwise perfect metal boxes.
Sliding doors were at both ends of the room. One, leading to an antechamber, was open; the other, leading up to the rest of the house, was closed. An odd, constant buzzing noise came from behind the sliding door blocking the stairway up.
Prof Tomoe started into his lecture as soon as all the students had arrived. "We've spent the last couple of classes looking at different types of reanimation. It's time to expand our scope a little. So, today, we're going to look at a completely different topic. Teleportation!"
He placed a hand on the metal box. "The first successful teleporter was invented by Dr Andre Delambre in 1958. The device is extremely simple. You place an item or individual in telepod A." He rapped his knuckles against the glass panel. "The computer scans it, disassembles it down to atoms, beams it across to telepod B at the speed of light, and reassembles it there." He pointed to the far side of the basement, where an identical box sat in the antechamber. "A fairly remarkable feat for something built and controlled using 50s technology.
"For today's class, we're going to test out his teleporter. If you would like to be teleported, step into telepod A one at a time. As much as I'd like to force you to go through with this, the school would like me to clarify that this is a voluntary activity and there is a 95% chance that you will be successfully reassembled at the other end."
He reached for the control panel, and then stopped. He looked back over at the class. "Oh, one thing. Be very careful not to get any foreign material in the telepod with you. We don't want any ... complications." A wide grin broke over his face. "Now, who wants to try it out?"
After all the students who were willing to go had been teleported, there was a noise from the far end of the room, and the other door slowly slid open. Prof Tomoe looked up at it. "Oh look," he said, "there's Dr Delambre now."
A horrible mashed up creature stood there. It was mostly human, dressed in a nice suit and lab coat. But it had the head and clawed arm of a giant, monstrous fly.
And it looked really mad to see people in its lab.
Sliding doors were at both ends of the room. One, leading to an antechamber, was open; the other, leading up to the rest of the house, was closed. An odd, constant buzzing noise came from behind the sliding door blocking the stairway up.
Prof Tomoe started into his lecture as soon as all the students had arrived. "We've spent the last couple of classes looking at different types of reanimation. It's time to expand our scope a little. So, today, we're going to look at a completely different topic. Teleportation!"
He placed a hand on the metal box. "The first successful teleporter was invented by Dr Andre Delambre in 1958. The device is extremely simple. You place an item or individual in telepod A." He rapped his knuckles against the glass panel. "The computer scans it, disassembles it down to atoms, beams it across to telepod B at the speed of light, and reassembles it there." He pointed to the far side of the basement, where an identical box sat in the antechamber. "A fairly remarkable feat for something built and controlled using 50s technology.
"For today's class, we're going to test out his teleporter. If you would like to be teleported, step into telepod A one at a time. As much as I'd like to force you to go through with this, the school would like me to clarify that this is a voluntary activity and there is a 95% chance that you will be successfully reassembled at the other end."
He reached for the control panel, and then stopped. He looked back over at the class. "Oh, one thing. Be very careful not to get any foreign material in the telepod with you. We don't want any ... complications." A wide grin broke over his face. "Now, who wants to try it out?"
After all the students who were willing to go had been teleported, there was a noise from the far end of the room, and the other door slowly slid open. Prof Tomoe looked up at it. "Oh look," he said, "there's Dr Delambre now."
A horrible mashed up creature stood there. It was mostly human, dressed in a nice suit and lab coat. But it had the head and clawed arm of a giant, monstrous fly.
And it looked really mad to see people in its lab.
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