Scratch

Introduction

I was in the car on my way to a pres conference in New York. I am the youngest scientist ever, 12 years old and I have successfully modified DNA of animals, I have discovered new bacteria and discovered 3 new animals.

One thing: My name is Blake. Blake Jakobs
My quest now? To peer inside life's clockworks. See how the world became.

Chapter 1: Disaster strikes

"How long of a ride is this?" I ask the driver, glancing at my watch display. 14 minutes until the conference starts.
"About 1 and a half miles. Should be there just in time."
He puffs out smoke and lights another cigarrete.
"Can you stop that? It causes lung disease. Also, I have asthma."
He just rolls up the center window (Fancy cars have that, so the driver can't hear their passenger.) and continues to smoke.
'What a bad choice.' I think to myself, and I try and fan away the remaining puffs of smoke. Then, I realize something. Each bit of smoke is carbon dioxide. Carbon dioxide is a compound. It is a gas, which has no solid form. It can spread and move in any direction, going with the wind or floating into the sky (or into my face, in this case.) So, if a gas has no solid form, then there are many things we cannot see, hear or feel around us without us knowing it.

"A rip in time, caused by a major event in the universe, can send things from the past into our time." I switch to the next slide.
"If we can successfully capture the matter used to form life as we know it, we can create many new things with this new element." I go to the next slide.
For example, we may be able to create enough energy to power half the earth for a year. Or, we could create transport with the star dust, creating environmentally friendly cars and vehicles, eliminating fumes and the need for oil."
Claps from the audience sound in the auditorium, sending an echo through the room.

"With these problems out of the way, we do have one serious problem. If we want a better world, we have to make it a better world. But the only problem with us doing that is that the closest time rip..."
I change to the final slide.
"Is in the Andromeda galaxy."

Chapter Two: Worms in space?

"Have you ever heard of a stellar worm, sir?" I ask a professional scientist after my pres conference.
"No, I haven't, but—"
"And I'm sure you've heard of a wormhole?"
"Yes, although—"
"Somewhat unknowingly, the man who discovered wormholes also discovered stellar worms. Wormholes don't suddenly appear, something has to form them."
"So you're saying that..."
"Yes, stellar worms actually fold the fabric of time. And we have just found one. Would you like to see?"
He nods. I pull out a small vial full of suspension gel, which is an extremely sticky mixture of petroleum jelly and gelatin. It also has various tested food supplements for the worm. "This is a stellar worm. Not much." It's like a regular earthworm, but every few minutes it pulses blue and emits sparks. It's said if you touch it you can see the future, but I believe it links your receptors in your brain to the future. "So how do we create a wormhole?"
"You don't. It chooses when to."
He left the room, eager to start a report. I sat there for quite a while, watching the worm. Suddenly it began to glow a steady blue and created a flame. The flame was pink, and it actually seemed to stretch on forever. I moved my hand above the vial where I saw the flames. Nothing was there. My hand was gone when I moved it out. I was alarmed, but no blood flowed out. My hand was still partially connected.

We had created a wormhole.

Chapter Three: Strain on Andromeda
All the scientists back at the Milky Way were going mad, trying to discover the secrets of the wormhole, although few dared go in. I strained to see if the beam of pink light was still there. It was. I began to ponder that, if I did go through a wormhole, couldn't we have just used it as a rip in time?
"Don't strain— Trust me. Just don't Andromeda Strain your eyes to see. It's getting dark."
Me and my friend laughed at the joke. We loved the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, but it seemed all so real now that we were hitchhikers through time and space. For all we know, we could be millions of years into the future.
And then I began to fall. Falling down to who-knows-where for who-knows-how long.
Wait, I wasn't falling. I was moving. Like I was swimming backwards. I was moving back in time.

It was here. The rip in time.
My years of studying had finally worked. But there was one thing.

How would we capture the energy? And who knows, maybe a chunk of the world will be missing when we return. But it's for a good cause. We could create cloning machines with this if we tried. We could clone gold, diamond, anything. Even the star dust itself. Or we could replace the section of the world missing. Who knows, we could even create miniature stars to power the city with this stuff.
"We have to stabilize the energy. Stay still, there's some caught on your clothes." I dust off and capture the star dust and put it in a jar.
"We've got it."
"Wait, but... We have to wait about a billion years to get back."
"If my theories are correct, then taking the star dust won't take that long. Who knows, we might even have been the ones to create the world. We might, like, spill some star dust or something. Just... don't, okay? We don't want to accidentally make a black hole instead of a way home."
We laugh again.