Inside, she laughed briefly at the thought of calling herself a “scientist” ever again. She and her creation were killers. They were Shiva, destroyer of worlds. Her creation would sweep across the planet in the relative blink of an eye because it was the ultimate highly transmissible agent. Once it did its work, it would stand triumphant atop the ruins.
Of course, I’ll be long dead before then, so I won’t have to live with what I’ve unleashed.
That fact was of absolutely no comfort to her. The surviving remnants of the human race would die off, just as the Denisovans and Neanderthals of prehistory did. This time there would be no other higher-order human species to step in and step up, so to speak.
She’d truly grabbed a devil by its forked tail, hadn’t she?
Looking back at what she’d d
