August 10, 4006
Hey everyone,
Today was, to be frank, an awful day.
So of course, Isaac found the Ray Gun. And of course, he started playing with it thinking it was some kind of toy. He accidentally hit Stove and what followed after was… tragic.
Stove was shocked by the gun—at first he was fine. Isaac was crying, thinking he killed Stove, and told me. We ran up to find that Stove was, for the most part, fine. I was amazed Stove had lived. The blast should have liquified all of his organs. But thankfully it didn’t!
…right?
Well, that’s what we thought! But an hour after the blast? We were hanging out watching some movie called “Man On A Mission” from 1996, or something. Very vintage film. While we were midway through the movie, Stove passed out suddenly. He started coughing blood and died on the spot. Isaac thought he had a cold, bless his heart.
I had a moment of panic. I immediately knew what was happening. But Dan and Isaac had no idea that he was dead. I quietly picked stove up and walked to the cloning machine. Stove’s brain was thankfully intact. The cloning machine cannot bring dead people back to life unless their brain is not damaged. If Stove’s brain was damaged? I would not have been able to save him. I was able to remove it in time, and cloned a new body for him.
When the new Stove stepped out of the machine, he had the exact memories of the original. They had the same brain, after all. The only lingering side effect is that the bodies the new cloning machine produces have different vocal cords. Stove sounded entirely different. The new voice was kind of weird. He sounded more angry than usual.
He had no memory of his death. It was so sudden. Realizing that he would have to grapple with the thought of his own mortality, I instead just told him that he fell asleep and sleep walked to the lab. The last thing I wanted was for Stove to have to deal with an existential crisis.
Hopeful for better days,
Chris.