He sat in the oppressive atmosphere of his laboratory.
Steam hissed and puffed and all around beakers and tubes bubbled over flames.
He turned to look at one of his petri dishes under a microscope and adjusted the angle of the lens then twisted the dial to further magnify the image of the specimen.
“Eureka!” he cried out. Imitating one of the giants of the ancient world, Archimedes.
“I have done it! I have created life!”
The Microscopic life form seemed to tremble as if it heard his creator’s cries.
Tiny though it was, the creature multiplied and grew until it filled the dish, then it spilled out and spread across the laboratory bench, covering the surface with a barely detected film. It reached out and touched its creator’s hand, in a strange parody of that wonderous ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, as painted by Michaelangelo.
Within moments, this new creature had penetrated the professor’s body and coated his lungs preventing their ability to take the oxygen from the air.
He became its first victim, but he wasn’t to be its last.
Dr Frankenstein’s monster had nothing on this organism. It became known as the Armageddon virus.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 22/January/2019