An essay on "Creation"

Creation

For years, there was an epidemic causing sufferings and havoc in its wake. Raging fear into even the most healthiest of people, this unstoppable force could move even an immovable object. It was a minor virus initially, but somehow, it had managed to mutate into something lethal. The virus was like a pack of hyenas- dangerous, never alone, feeds on its own kind and had a common cunning characteristic: a natural ability to stay undetected until upon further inspection. Infected individuals carry them without knowing and pass on the deadly virus to unwilling souls. The indisposed, after a fortnight, will inevitably experience an excruciating pain in the lower abdomen. Whilst the damsels in distress toss and turns, clutching their bellies, screaming in agony, the virus makes its presence known by colouring the stomach coral blue. Within seconds, the suffering victim would kick the bucket. Due to that very fact, it was given the name: "The Siren's Call". There was no known cure yet- the existence of mankind was dubious. Until one day...

"Okay, here we go," I mumbled to myself. I put on a pair of white rubber gloves and they tightened around my wrists with a resounding snap. Then, I started to prepare the necessary for my experiment- Apparatus, a sample of The Siren's Call and a possible cure for it. When everything was in order, I took hold of a dropper and suck in a generous amount. Beads of pespiration started to form on my forehead, "what if I fail?" I questioned myself. The survival of the entire population lay on my shoulders. The burden I bore was unavoidable, failure was not an option. The cure must be found at any cost, even if it meant sacrificing my body to it. Holding a testtube containing The Siren's Call in the other hand, I gently squeezed the potential life-saver into it. If it was to be proven successful, I would be able to change the fate of the world.

The new solution in the testtube began to bubble violently; the original dull colour(brown) turned vibrant red within seconds. My eyes widened at the astounding discovery and I grinned. It was positive. Years of hard work had not been in vain. The passive demeanour around me soon changed into a full blown scream of accomplishment. Without further ado, I sent the relevant details of my creation to the other few selected renown researchers. After a brief brainstorm session, We had decided to spread the use of the vaccination worldwide.

A few days later, I received a phone call from Doctor John. "Patients that have used your medicine have died and bled from their ears and eyes. The virus has mutated since The Siren's Call..."

Unable to deal with the outcome of my foolishness, I hung up on him.

Never did I think that a creation to save mankind could become one that eliminates them. Never did I think that a man that tried to save humanity could be created to become a killer.

"What have I created?"