"Nothing science can't explain"

 

 

 

Year 2022. 

 

It didn't start off as every other normal year would, since the bizarre instances that occurred could not be explained by science.

The Governments, being unaware of the actions to be taken against something so unprecedented, declared curfew. 

On one such day Dr. Thompson was out driving on the most deserted streets of town. 

He was half a mile away from his destination when his car abruptly stopped short in the middle of the road. He tried to fix the issue, but in vain. He decided to wait for help just when an old man appeared behind him. 

"Doesn't look like a good day to be outside, lad. Don't you check the news?" 

Mr. Thompson told the man how he was a scientist out for something extremely important but the old man was adamant. He insisted Mr. Thompson on stopping by his house. Said it was dangerous for anyone to be out at the hour.

Thompson couldn't bring himself to deny the old man's offer. On their way, the man kept warning Mr. Thompson to be alert and more careful henceforth. Mr. Thompson acted to agree but after a while he couldn't play along. 

He finally spoke up,  "There is absolutely nothing that science cannot explain. The few unfortunate deaths just happened at unfortunate times...Co-incidences, that's all. Nothing to read into them."

"You think so?"

"I know so" 

Both the men were almost quiet for the rest of the walk. In about thirty minutes they reached the old man's mansion. The entrance gate was decorated with a gigantic sculpture of a lion's mane. It was faint yellow in color and majestic in appearance. Mr. Thompson couldn't resist the temptation of touching its texture, so he went as close to it as humanly possible while the old man just followed.

When the two men were below the sculpture of the mane, the old man suddenly sprung into action like he got all the adrenaline rush of a lifetime at once.

"Call the ambulance!" he nearly barked. Mr Thompson felt perplexed. The old man was perfectly healthy and they both had known that pretty well. 

"but what fo-" 

"JUST DO AS I ASK YOU TO!" his sudden change in demeanor made Thompson jump in fright and his phone went flying few six-seven feet away.

When he ran forward to grab hold of it, he heard a loud thud behind him and felt the ground beneath him shake. At the same time, he also felt excruciating pain in his right arm. 

It was all too quick and too much to take in. Dr. Thompson shut his eyes close and inhaled deeply as the last few seconds replayed in his brain all at once.

The men standing below the lion's mane, the old man yelling to call the ambulance and the mane dropping to the floor right after that on Dr. Thompson's hand if not the entire body.  

"How?" Thompson cried, "How did you know I'll need an ambulance before the accident even occurred" 

"Co-incidence, maybe? Or how about you explain me that? Nothing science can't give reasons to, isn't it?" with that he walked away, looking just as terrifying, gory and satanic as the demons. The same demons about whom rumors were flying around since the beginning of year. The same demons whose existence Thompson refused to acknowledge.

Dr. Thompson could barely breathe, but he wasn't dead. He saw all of it unfold. He saw people dying right in front of him. The entire world burned into ashes. 

Ashes out of which new civilizations arose, and you, as a reader belonging to one such too. 

These developed, prospered and evolved to believe and to cling to one truth from one single perspective and to never let go of something they considered a fact...

There's nothing that science cannot explain.