The
Spark of Life
(from Prosthetic Amalgams)
by
Kenny
A. Chaffin
All
Rights Reserved © 2014 Kenny A. Chaffin
After
days of surveying, sampling, testing, analyzing and finding nothing Sam took
the shuttle down for direct observations, not expecting to see anything new. He
stepped out of the airlock into the fresh air he knew was breathable and filled
his lungs. It was almost like an elixir compared to the recycled, reprocessed
air of the ship. It had a sharp somewhat cinnamon-like aroma. He scanned the
barren wasteland around him and shook his head in disgust before spitting into
the dirt. “What a piece of shit planet.”
He turned, climbed into the shuttle and boosted back to the ship. As he
did the static microbes in the soil flashed into overdrive, taking what they
wanted from his DNA, using the liquid and nutrients to fuel their nascent metabolism.
Scenario I
After a few million years the
planet was covered with Sams all stomping around, bumping into each other,
spitting and proclaiming, “What a piece of shit.”
Scenario II
A billion years later the planet
resembled nothing more so than a giant turd.
Scenario III
A few billion years later
intelligent life had developed, space had been conquered and they were
spreading it thick throughout the galaxy.
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