Six hours of daylight.
Eighteen hours of the night.
One by one the children fall until the sun sets over the horizon for the second time.
It is now the third night.
Sobbing is heard as they call out the names of loved ones and parents.
I am using the gap in the energy flow to feel my body.
'Multiplying, not dividing' I think to myself.
Usually, one cell will 'divide' using glucose to split into two daughter cells with the same genetic code, but not the exact same.
World Energy will instead create one exact copy and leave the original intact.
The multiple cells will use my body's stored energy to divide.
It sounds great, but the masses created are squirming like they are malignant.
The cells might have 'multiplied' well but they come together horribly.
I call those 'multiplied' cells 'exotic' cells.
The issue with them is that they don't die fast enough.
