“The universe, it’s collapsing in on itself!” Scientists
began to panic and run to the many machines that lined the white science lab’s
clean floor. Top Scientist Nora Green, the leader for the science lab’s space
observatory, stepped in, a clipboard in her hand. One of the scientists handed
her a recording device and she spoke into it, recording the following message, “Nora
Green, Earth’s galaxy, outer space, year 2199, the universe seems to be
collapsing in through a black hole east from our coordinates. The situation is
not good.” Ending the recording, she walked over to some of the other top
scientists. “How’s our ships condition?” she asked quickly.
“Well
you see,” one of the scientists began. However, he was cut off by the sound of
music. The yelling and scrambling all stopped as the people in the lab looked
up towards the entrance. Standing in the door, swaying his hips to the jazz
music that he was playing, was Hank Letterman. “What in gods name are you
doing, man?” One of the scientist asked him. Hank Letterman, a millionaire and
one of the few sponsors for the space program, was dancing and clapping his
hands at a time like this? He looked up and smiled while he continued to dance
to the jazz music.
“Mr.
Letterman,” Nora began as she approached the man. He grabbed her by the wrists
and pulled her in to dance with him. “This is very inappropriate for a time
like this. There is a crisis going on.” Hank just continued to dance while he
looked her in the eye.
“Yeah I
know that, doll face.” Nora wrinkled her nose in disgust at the nickname. “Why
do you think I’m dancing? I’m trying to keep myself calm,” he said while
flashing her a smile. Before Nora could respond, the scientists began to yell
again. “It’s no use! The whole galaxy while be sucked in within a matter of
minutes!” Nora tried to pull away so that she could try to help, so that she
could do something the save everyone from the demise.
“We have to go in!” She cried over her
shoulder. “We can stabilize the black hole, but we’ll all have to die. That’s
our only hope.” Everyone began to murmur anxiously.
“Will this plan work for sure? Is
it a guarantee?” Someone called out.
Nora turned back to Mr. Letterman,
who was still dancing with her, and hung her head. “No, there is no guarantee
that it will work. But it’s all we’ve got. Call your friends and families to
say goodbye.” Everyone scurried around, calling people back on Earth, leaving
messages, sending in last word to the station back on Earth. Nora and Hank
Letterman continued to dance, but slower now. “Aren’t you scared?” She
whispered to him.
“Well duh, of course I am. I’m a
paranoid wreck right now; I just look too good for you to tell.” Nora cracked a
smile. “You’re such an egomaniac,” she laughed, giving him a slight nudge.
“Yeah? Well, you’re probably the second
best looking thing on this ship. Next to me of course.” They both couldn’t help
but look up at each other.
“We’re almost to the black hole!”
Another scientist yelled. Nora and Hank Letterman looked up and out the front
window of the ship to see a giant hole so black, it almost looked like it wasn’t
there. Nora tried to pull away again, but Hank held her back. Nora turned and
looked at him.
“Share this last dance with me. You
know you want to; Who wouldn’t want their last dance to be with a young,
attractive millionaire?” Hank brought her in closer.
“Not anyone in this galaxy.” Nora
breathed.
The last message that the station
on Earth got from the ship was the following: “Top Scientist Nora Green, Earth’s
Galaxy, outer space, year 2199. Going into the black hole is our only hope to
save the rest of the universe. That’s the way it has to be, we’re sorry.”
Suddenly, a male voice cut over on the recording. “Hank Letterman, young,
attractive millionaire. I love Nora Green, and give all of my money to charity.”
The scientists looked at the screens just in time to see a young couple dancing
before the screen cut out to static.
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