“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”

“And yet, here we are two grown men, cowaring in the corner so the light doesn’t get us!”

“Yes, well…Plato didn’t mean the light as in a UV ray canon. I think he would agree cowaring is the appropriate response.”

Leave it to Edward to start spouting off philosophical nonsense in the face of a life and death problem. It was his thing, philosophy. He would prattle on for days if someone didn’t shove food into his mouth, or strap him into a bed. His heart was in the right place. He wanted to be an educator, but that didn’t look like it was going to happen now.

“It’s getting closer Jon!”

“I know, Ed. Move!”

The UV ray canon had lost it’s mind. Or rather I missed entering a line of code. Now it was spinning and firing at random all across my lab. We could hide under the desks or behind the bookshelves, but only for a moment. The UV radiation was so high that things started to burn or boil after a few seconds.

We needed to get out.