Playing God

A few hours passed as they retested the hypothesis. The results came out the same every time. They left the lab as the sun rose and Steve offered to drive Lexi home. She refused, preferring to walk home in the crisp morning air. She needed to process the impact of her discovery. Steve understood, gave her a quick peck on the lips and sped back home in his Subaru.

Lexi walked home on the path that followed the beachfront. She breathed in salt and leaves and coffee from a nearby van where a man was selling hot beverages to morning walkers. She bought a black coffee, exchanging a polite smile with the barista, and sat on a bench overlooking the calm ocean.

The discovery did not threaten Lexi’s identity. She had never truly been religious. “Agnostic,” she’d say if the topic ever arose but she had never based her life on these beliefs. Still, as she sipped her bitter coffee and watched the amber sky give way to blue, she felt as if some mystery or some sort of magic had departed the earth. She watched the passers-by. The runner with a pram, the women laughing and gossiping on their power walk, a dog playing fetch with its owner in the shallows of the ocean.

Lexi could already feel the foundations of society buckling under the weight of her discovery. Society was mostly secular these days but she understood the importance and the need for purpose even if it was an illusion.

And here I am... one person who rendered everything meaningless.

The realisation pierced her conscience like a nail through skin. She couldn’t do this. She couldn’t take responsibility for it.

I need to call Steve. She thought for the second time that morning. She pulled out her phone and touched Steve’s name. There was barely any time for a ring before Steve picked up. "Lexi!" his face appeared on her phone screen.

“Steve, listen to me. We can’t release the results to the public.”

“What are you talking about? Why not?” he demanded.

Tears began to gather around the lids of her eyes.

“I can’t do it. It’s not ethical.”

His tone changed, became softer and more reassuring.

"Oh darling, don't be worried. This is a good thing. Trust me.”

He paused for a moment.

“This… is the right thing, Lex.”

“You can't know that,” she countered.

“I know that it might stop some oppressive regimes and wars. It’ll shut up those bigoted zealots for a start.”

"Steve, we’re not doing it. We’re just not.” Her voice was surer now, more adamant.

Steve took a deep breath in and pushed the air back out with a long sigh.

"Look, Lex. This is an amazing thing you've discovered. Don't hide it. The world should know.”

“I’m not so- “

He interjected, “even without religion, people will still find something to believe in."

There was silence between them for a few seconds.

"Plus, I've forwarded the research to a few contacts at NASA. They’re briefing the President this afternoon.”