Divine Domain

Never shoot the messenger and all that.

The music poured forth in an acoustic announcement of God's arrival upon the Earth.
Yea verily, he was a noisy bugger made a big entrance to the sound of "O Fortuna" from Carmina Burana by Carl Orff. Joe, didn't know the heritage of the music, but recognised that the tune came from the "Omen" films.

Joe shat his pants.

All he wanted to do was write an e-mail to God. Not summon the divine and now definitely not-fictioneless entity to Earth for a quick look-see.

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HE knew that one day this would come.

It was foretold you see, by his prophets. Even the mad men who waved their placards proclaiming "The End of the World is Nigh" were right about something.

HE sat and HE waited. HE scratched HIS nose. HE waited some more. HE did the crossword puzzle. It wasn't much of a challenge. HE watched endless repeats of "The Vicar of Dibley". HE put "Dawn French" down in HIS Little Black Book.

And now, HIS time had come. They had found the way in HIS world. The backdoor that the snotty little technical cherub had said was impossible. Now the two networks of Heaven and Earth were connected. The system had been breached.

It had only happened once before when Heaven's network had been hacked by a rogue imp from Hell. Played merry havoc with the Divinity Servers. The whole system was down for 7 years. The Earth Simulation continued to run of course, but without divine input it went unchecked and almost self-imploded. That was in 1939.

Things were a different matter now. This time the simulation had gotten too clever for it's own good. Simulations weren't meant to hack their hosts.

Rogue simulations were a threat to the rest of the system.

Ah well.

It had been good while it lasted.

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