Thread:Churchpants/@comment-4021402-20120128213002/@comment-4546225-20120821195444

The year was 6798. The scientist stood coolly behind his desk, reading last-minute notes from a piece of paper. Several other scientists stood in front of the desk, waiting for him to begin his presentation.

The scientist behind the desk, Dr. Sacramone, put his paper down and pushed his eyeglasses up from the tip of his nose. Inconspicuously, he glanced at the time machine to his right, something found in most households in the country of North Antarctica at this point, and soon to be released to the rest of the world.

"Recently I have been embarking on dangerous missions," he began, "Which you are all well aware of. The average person uses the time machine for trips to Guatamela back in 5783 or Russia in 5679. Scientist take theirs for observing the 4000's. However, I took mine to a time period no scientist or man has gone back to before. I went back to- the age of the internet."

The other scientists gasped and started nervous chatter.

"And not only that," said Dr. Sacramone, walking out from behind his desk, "I went to the early age. I went to 2012. My goal was to see the daily life of somebody on the internet-what they would do. After some startling results, I took a few specimen with me."

More gasps erupted. "But sir," said one child scientist, "That is dangerous!"

"I have given them each a room and a habitat much like theirs back in 2012. But I have taken away their internet. What these people do without their internet is odd, I tell you, and they feel a need to fill a void that the internet once provided for them. I have taken people from very different sides of the internet, so each results was different." He looked up, a hard glint in his eye, "But it is scary. So, who would like to go in first! You each have a chance to visit each of the rooms alone."

The first to volunteer was a 12 year old girl, a scientist named Mai. May swallowed and entered the first room.