The Artist - Lightning  

part 3

He was panting from all the heavy lifting but everything seemed to be in order.

He dried the sweat from his forhead with a cloth that he then placed in plastic bag that was waiting in his pocket.

No reason for him to spreading around his DNA all over the place.

He looked, touched some of the equipment with a loving hand and slightly moved others.

Ever since he was a kid he'd wanted to creat something like this.

He had to admit that it was not as authentic as he wanted it to be, but he never wanted to plagiat, but he wanted it to be apparent where he got the inspiration.

There where so many movies but the one from 1931 was his favorite by far.

Everything was in order.

This was only a test to see that everything worked.

The read body had to wait. He would only get one chance and he wasn't about to get sloppy now.

He pushed the first button and the room went completely dark.

He slowed his breathing and counted to 5.

Then he pusched the second button.

The room was filled with all sorts of electric buzzing sounds, flashing buttons and a strobe light that would simulate lightning. He even got the sounds of thunder to really get the ambience just right.

He so wished he could had used real thunder.

To really feel like God, both over Death and Nature.

And then a bright Flash and the "body" on the metallic hostpital gurney started twitching.

Mimicking the line in the movie he yelled as high as he could.

-It's Alive!!!!!!!

He was going to call this.

Lightning!

Now it was time to put the real body in place.

Or bodies really.

Time to get to work.

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