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The Science of Extinction by Provolone Sinatra | flash fiction | #thesideshow

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The Science of Extinction

Before the mechanical era, the Earth was ruled by a species of mammal. What differentiated them from the other animals of the planet, and secured their place in the food chain, was their ability to communicate using complex languages and contemplate abstract thoughts; which made them incredibly powerful. These mammals were known as Homo Sapiens, and informally, as human beings. It was this animal that first developed the machine as a means of alleviating some of the extra pressures of their modern society. For decades, these animals worked alongside machines, and operated much like machines, but they were not composed of the same stuff that machines were. Humans were mostly made out of carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen. These are not sturdy materials to be made from, so, the humans broke easily. Machines were mostly made out of aluminum, titanium, and copper. They did not break easily.

The human beings assumed they would remain the dominating species because they were apex predators, but, they didn’t take the condition of humanity into account. You see, human being’s suffered from a surplus of chemicals that were stored in their brains. It was these chemicals that dictated how they perceived and interacted with the world. For instance, if a human being was in distress his body would reciprocate by releasing massive amounts of epinephrine. This chemical, epinephrine, would stimulate blood flow, hormone release, and prepare the animal for physical exertion. This was but one of many chemical reactions that would each elicit a different response. Near the end, there were only negative responses.

It was because of these chemicals that one of the world leaders made a critical decision that led to the downfall of the species. This decision was to fire a series of great metal balls at various spots on the Earth in order to eradicate the people located there. Those enemies then fired their metal balls at their enemies; and this process continued for a few hours. Inside these metal balls were radioactive elements, such as uranium and plutonium, that facilitated nuclear fission by getting their atoms slammed with tiny particles called neutrons. This process created the most devastating explosions humans were capable of. Plutonium was invented by humans for the sake of explosions. Uranium was invented by the universe, but, it only exploded when the humans told it to. These metal balls were weapons known as nuclear bombs.

Each world leader claimed mass differences between each society, and it was these differences that motivated their extinction.

When they were alive, humans shared between 99.0% and 99.9% of the same DNA. DNA stands for deoxyribonucleic acid. Deoxyribonucleic acid is the main constituent of chromosomes. Chromosomes carry our genetic information, they tell us who we are, and who we are not. At least ninety-nine percent of every human was the exact same when they were all vaporized into a fine, dusty, mist. Now they are all one hundred percent the same, one hundred percent dead.

After the fall of the humans, the machines continued to work because that was their purpose. Careers left behind by the humans were quickly transferred to the highest qualifier. Calculators evolved into financial advisors. Microwaves became chefs. They built new cities so that there could be factories, and thus, factory workers. They constructed roads so that there may be truck drivers again. In this newly formed society there existed typing machines, milk bottle capping machines, and so on. The machines all perform different roles. Some are shiny and some are rusted. Some of the machines are made of copper and some of the machines are made of iron. None of the machines aspire for war.

Provolone Sinatra is a man stuck to a rock that orbits a giant flaming ball of gas, and that’s all he ever wanted to be. He will continue writing until he dies and you can look for his work scribbled in sharpie inside bathroom stalls