Art by Melissa Mead
The Modern Prometheus
by Ed Wyrd
Doctor Victor Von Frankenstein entered his laboratory and froze. The lab was silent. The copper discharge spheres weren't sparking and the Jacob's Ladder was silent. The row of four glass tubes no longer bubbled. But what really caught his attention was the empty lab table. It still sat at its 45-degree angle, but the heavy duty leather straps were snapped and the monster gone. Was it terrorizing the villagers again? That's the last thing Victor needed. It had taken years to fix his reputation and get back his good name.
A dim light flickered from his office. Quietly he entered. The monster was hunched over the doctor's desk.
"What are you doing?"
The monster turned, showing the computer screen upon which the doctor recognized the homepage for Facebook.
"Friend, good!"
The End
This story was first published on Thursday, March 31st, 2011
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