SF Drabble #389 “Hoover”

“We poked a hole in the Universe.” The disheveled man in the lab coat said, beaming proudly.

“Where does it go?” The general frowned, watching the otherworldly shimmer hanging in mid-air.

“Outside… outside the Universe.”

“As in you have no idea. As in anything might come pouring out of that hole and—”

“Actually, the prevailing water-cooler theory around here is that it’s much more likely that our Universe will start pouring into the hole. Sucking everything in like a v—”

The general had grabbed the man by the collar of his lab coat. “Close it. Now.”

“But we don’t—”


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