A Scary Test

The mad scientist dragged me to some grassy place somewhere. He wouldn't tell me where we were, but we were somewhere in the 40s. He began setting up a trail of gunpowder which lead to a stash of a combination of explosives which could, no doubt, bring down a large number of skyscrapers. "Are you ready?"

"For what?"

"Ya don't wanna know." he pulled a butane lighter out of his pocket and lit the end of the trail. The flames from the gunpowder licked upward and burned his hand, causing him to drop the lighter, "grab that for me?" I did, and placed it in my pocket absent-mindedly. We hid behind a small mound of dirt and watched the gigantic, no, ginormous explosion.

Einstein sighed, "No change."

"Time to accept the innevitable?"

"Of course not! I will believe what I want to believe indefinitely, regardless of the evidence against it!"

"But-,"

"And besides, this test isn't over yet." he smiled viciously. We heard people approaching the blast site out of curiosity, and then, boom! another explosion. I never saw how many he killed, but the thought of it rings vivid in my mind. That's all I can think about.