The Creation of the Island
"Ok, activate phase 1, let's see what this simulation does..." Said Dr. Slone.
"You know, you don't have to be so... Nervous, this is only a simulation." Said Jonesy.
Dr. Slone paced around nervously watching the screen.
"I'm just afraid that this will not work... I mean, it's a simulation of 100 people... There would have to be some type of error." Said Dr. Slone.
"Don't worry... It'll most likely run smoothly." Said Jonesy, now pressing a button on the computer.
The simulation then popped up on the screen in front of them.
They watched as people jumped from a floating bus onto an island littered with guns and materials.
"So far, so good... You got yourself all worried for nothing..." Said Jonesy.
The people then fought each other, using their guns and building techniques, as Jonesy and Dr. Slone wanted.
"I can't believe this is working!" Dr. Slone said.
Jonesy smiled a bit, being happy of the creation he and Slone just made.
"We must continue this simulation forever from here on out! It shall reset every 22 minutes, and changes will be added almost every week... Go tell that to everyone in the control room, I'm gonna be busy watching this for myself!" Said Dr. Slone now walking to the computer that activated the simulation.
Jonesy walked into another room, and stopped at the control room door.
He hesitated, but then backed away from it.
Instead, he went towards another door.
This door had all types of warnings on it, but he went inside anyway.
As he entered, a large blue and purple cracked sphere stood floating in the center of the room.
He walked up to it.
"Where did you come from...? What type of power do you hold? If we can create a simulation by your energy... What else can we do?" Said Jonesy.
He then reached out to the orb, and touched it.
Suddenly, a large blast of light filled the room. He fell to the floor, and ran out of the room.
He did not know what happened, but then he saw a copy of himself inside the simulation as he passed by a computer.
"What did i do????" He said in a worried tone.
Ever since this... He did not want to go back in that room, but over time, the copies of himself became more diverse and changed appearances.
Jonesy knew that these copies could not talk or be intelligent, but he got scared as more fake people was added to the simulation.
"i must keep control of this... This simulation... This loop..." He said entering the control room.
He passed everyone that was working and went into his office.
"I just hope this energy does not get corrupted or put into the wrong hands... Or destabilization will disturb both the world of this simulation, and our world."
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top