He pulled project 2487 from its slot and placed it on the makeshift pedestal. Eyes closed, he directed a pointer at the sphere. Peking, the latest chosen location delighted him.
His lips curved slightly upward as his fingers flew across the keyboard. The experiment’s final stage ‒ his favorite.
The globe changed with each keystroke on the computer. He’d never admitted it, but he enjoyed playing God.
What was that? Project 2487 rumbled unexpectedly. Curious, he grabbed the magnifying glass and inspected more closely.
Interesting. The subject’s inhabitants were destroying each other. He double checked project 2487’s name – Earth.
I’m late showing up to this week’s Friday Fictioneers. I’ll admit to being under the weather and not staying on top of my comments as well as I’d like. In addition, I haven’t been making it to that many blogs lately because both my pillow and kids have been extra needy the past week or two If I haven’t gotten back to you, please accept my apologies.
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