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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Soul (07/13/06)

TITLE: The Missing Linx
By Dave Kissling
07/19/06


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"Ladies and gentlemen, we are here at the Better Sciences Institute to meet Dr. Maynard Linx, respected scientist and renowned robotologist, who will speak on the new breakthrough he has made. As you know, he wowed the public at the 2058 World’s Fair with his remarkable innovation to do what no robotologist before him has done before. He has invented a gyrostabilizer to allow android to walk on two feet!

"Wait a minute. There’s a commotion behind me. Has he arrived? Yes, his limo has just parked and he and his assistant are climbing out at this very moment. If we hurry, maybe we can catch his comments. Dr. Linx … Dr. Linx!"

His deep brown eyes looked over the crowd, mostly reporters attended by a variety of cameras and microphones. Many mikes were shoved in his face as he grinned through his salt-and-pepper beard, peering through the narrow eyeglasses. He held up his hands, his grin never changing.

"You know my assistant, Dr. Linda Howe. She’s been working with me for the past five years."

"Dr. Linx," one man shouted over the others, pushing his mike forward. "What is this great new breakthrough you’ve invented? Can you let the public know about it now, since the symposium is closed to them?"

"I see no reason to delay telling the world. You see, I have discovered the means to imbue my androids with a human soul."

A gasp scattered through the crowd. A few reporters chuckled.

"I know how it sounds," said Linx, holding up his hands. "But let me explain. One of the biggest objections to my work is that a machine would have no soul—no consciousness of God, no personality, and no emotions. My big breakthrough, which I intend to explain in scientific detail at the symposium, is how I developed a psychocircuit to give my androids a living soul."

"What do you say about this, Miss Howe?" asked a woman.

"Dr. Linx is a brilliant man. I’m proud to be his assistant."

"As you might have guessed already," said Linx, "Linda is not just my assistant. She is also my creation. Isn’t she beautiful? Once I had the gyrostabilizer perfected, I installed it in her, and she doesn’t just sit at her desk anymore. She gets up, walks around, bends over—does everything a human can do." He shared grins with her. "She is my pride and joy."

"And you have also installed this … soul, as you called it … into your assistant?"

"Yes, I have. She is my prototype, if you will. I intend to present her as proof of my work. Linda, my dear, tell them who God is."

"God is the Creator, the Sustainer of all life."

"You see? Total success. And she even has a personality now …"

Questions came fast and furious. "What about other beliefs?"; "Can she be programmed to believe in Muhammad, or Buddha?"

Linx waved desperate palms at these and a myriad of other questions, patiently enduring the salvo. When at last the myriad of voices quieted, he said, "I have only begun my work. Now that I have created a soul, all the rest will become possible in time. But as I said …"

More questions came rapid-fire. "Have you had intimate relations with her, Doctor?"; "Do you have lover’s spats?"; "Can she have children?"; "What’s it like making love to a machine?"; and so on.

The barrage seemed to become to much for Linx. His eyes darted this way and that, his mouth trying to form words. Again he held up his hands, but the reporters would not stop.

"I don’t … she doesn’t … but let me … we don’t …"

Sparks spit from his collar. Acrid smoke rose. Dr. Linx jerked back and forth; the stench of burning circuitry caused the volley of questions to cease. He stumbled forward, his arm raised to his head, and he collapsed backward on the pavement with a loud clank.

"He’s an android, too!" ran astonished remarks through the crowd. "Where is the real doctor?"

A woman thrust a microphone into Linda’s beaming face. "Miss Howe, where is Dr. Linx?"

"Dr. Linx is a brilliant man. I’m proud to be his assistant."

"Yes, we know that. But that’s not your real boss, is it? Where did he go?"

"Dr. Linx is a brilliant man. I’m proud to be his assistant … assistant … assistant … assistant …"


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Trina Courtenay07/21/06
Great piece! I wanted it to continue. One of my favorites.
Allison Egley 07/21/06
Very interesting. And a rather scary prospect! Since it is set so far in the future, I had a little probelm with there still being limos, mikes, and cameras. I think the futeristic setting would be enhanced if you somehow came up with new ways of transportaion and communication. That may just be me though. Good job over all. I enjoyed it.
Debbie Sickler07/24/06
Wow! Very creative and I loved the ending, leaving us to wonder where he is. Good job!
Millicent Pat-Nwaoyo07/24/06
Tis is a wow job! are you sure you belong to the beginner's class? Anyway, thats left for the judges to decide. Please check paragragh 19,I think it should be "the barrage seemed to become too much..."
Millicent Pat-Nwaoyo07/24/06
This is is a wow job! are you sure you belong to the beginner's class? Anyway, thats left for the judges to decide. Please check paragragh 19,I think it should be "the barrage seemed to become too much..."
A. E. Cuthbert07/24/06
You def have the makings of a sci-fi writer.
Trina Courtenay07/27/06
Awesome! One of my favorites was highly commended! Way to Write!

Blessings as you continue to write for the glory of HIM!
Noreen Ophoff08/01/06
The year 2058 drew me right in to find out what might be happening in the world, long after my own death. I especially liked the short circuiting of the Doctor. This was an easy read, inticing me to finish it.