Standing on the Giant’s Shoulder (3)

The electric current stored inside the long cone ‘Mary’ was used up. The six cones close to collapsing finally stopped. They were red-hot from the burning and sizzled loudly. Many inner springs had broken apart the moment it stopped, burning completely.

The girl’s ethereal and beautiful voice gradually grew choppy. Finally, it became hoarse and disappeared. It was as if the spirit within it had died. Neither the corpse nor skeleton of the primate demon remained.

Newton climbed up from the ground. He picked at the ashes inside his pocket. Finding a cigarette he had not finished, he grinned. Charles, his loyal dog, quickly came over to light it for him.

With half-lidded eyes, Newton inhaled happily. Looking up, he asked, "Do you all have anything else to say now that the demonstration is over?"