Genesis Blind Chapter 5
by Doug Benn and Alex Caspary
HEAVEN - 2029
"Oh come on!" Adams shouts, "Heaven? You can't be serious."
Jackson responds, "Look, I'm not going to tell you that this isn't improbable. Maybe impossible. But if I were to entertain the idea at all, I would cite Genesis 1:20."
Jackson looks to the other two men, Adams and Baxter, "The bible speaks of birds flying under cover of Heaven. In other passages Heaven is the region of stars that shine in the sky, or the passing clouds above our heads."
Baxter says, "But if Heaven has been here the whole time, someone must have seen it with a telescope. It's so close. Someone would have passed through it by now."
Adams laughs, "Someone like Neil Armstrong? We're doing this because the moon landing was faked, remember?"
Adams says, "So, we're actually in heaven."
Jackson responds, "Apparently."
Adams points at Baxter, and says, "Okay him I could understand. But you believing this is a bit far fetched. You're a scientist."
Jackson replies, "Scientists have long theorized gateways between vacuumed solutions. Wormholes. Small tears in the fabric of space and time. If where we are is a parallel dimension or alternate reality, then this could be real."
"That's why none of the probes recorded anything," Baxter says.
Jackson replies, "Well, NASA missions have had a history of... unexplained events."
Adams asks him, "Conrad, do you realize what this means?"
Voice of Heaven chimes in, "Yes, Doctor Jackson knows what this means. He is contemplating the implications of this discovery. Lance did not fully understand the question."
Jackson and Adams look at Baxter, who smiles and shrugs.
Jackson looks up to the sky, "Voice, could you please cool it on answering questions that are not directly asked of you?"
"Of course," the Voice replies.
Baxter shouts, "This is ridiculous! We can't actually take this seriously. There's got to be billions of other explanations."
The word "billions" echoes.
Close on Jackson.
INT. DOCTOR JACKSON'S OFFICE - 10 YEAR'S AGO - DUSK
Jackson sits behind his desk working on his computer. Standing on the other side of the desk is Lawyer, JOHN SABIAN.
"Billions!" shouts John.
Jackson asks, "Sorry, what?"
John replies, "We are going to make billions of dollars. In six weeks Tyloxenin Six will be in every drug store in the country. You and I are going to be rich!"
John spreads his hands across the air in front of him, seeing the headline, "Conrad Jackson: Savior of the planet."
Jackson looks up from his computer, "We got full FDA approval?"
"You know it, baby!" John laughs, "We still don't have the youth market, because legally you need to be 25 to buy it."
Jackson says, "Of course. If used in any stage of adolescence it could damage the central cortex--"
John cuts him off, "I know. Relax, Doctor Boring."
John comes around the desk to look at Jackson's monitors, "What are you working on, anyway?"
Jackson slaps the laptop closed, and all screens go dark.
Jackson says, "You're right, I'm sorry. Just a little tired."
Jackson picks up the laptop and his jacket, then says goodbye to John, "I'll see you at the party tonight."
HEAVEN - 2029
Jackson snaps out of the flashback. He looks around, exploring the area around him with his eyes.
Heaven is a fantastical blend of cloud and space. It appears endless.
"I thought Heaven would be different," says Baxter.
"More like one of your boy band concerts? Lights, pyrotechnics, screaming fans?" Adams queries.
"Well for the final resting place of all immortal souls, I was expecting more 'enlightenment for eternity'," Baxter replies.
Adams says, "I guess."
Jackson asks, "What's your point?"
Baxter responds, "That voice said all our dreams would come true. So far your only dream was to make her shut up. And I kind of liked her."
Jackson says, "Sorry Lance, we had slightly more pressing matters to discuss. By all means, dream away!"
Baxter stutters, "Uh..."
"Yeah, what do you have in mind?" Jackson asks. "A new sports car?"
BEEP BEEP. The three men turn their heads to see a shiny, red sports car.
About the author
Insurance broker by day, library owl by night. Avid writer, proud father, devoted husband, and novice chess player. B.Sc. from Queen's University.
Currently living in Alberta with my wife and two children.