Some people in the world function as catalysts, changing society simply by being there.
Ainsley Cohen produced some of his greatest inventions in the old Watt Building just outside Birmingham, Alabama. Anytime Ainsley sequestered himself there everyone knew something world-changing would eventually emerge. Would it be improved fusion? Counter-gravity beams?
Tech news outlets tried to peek inside the building and scoop all rivals. They used Ainsley’s surveillance drones, some as small as fleas, to peek inside the old building. The exterior crawled with insectoid drones. One outlet realized they would never scoop anyone if everybody was there. They created combat drones to destroy rival machines. Other outlets produced their own. Drone vs. drone battles ensued. Specialized machines appeared, some for penetrating the building’s surveillance defenses, some for escorting such machines. Others defended territory, while still more attacked.
The tiny war raged on.
Inside the building, Ainsley spoke on the phone with his agent. “I know, I know!” He loosened his bathrobe. “I can say I’m developing the latest military combat nanobots.”
Taking a bite of pepperoni pizza, he paused to watch a monitor displaying the building’s exterior. Hundreds of tiny sparks marked explosions in the miniaturized war outside. Ainsley grinned, “Development is proceeding at an accelerated pace.”
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/07/16/sunday-photo-fiction-16th-july-2017/