Zone C -- Megacity One

[Enel]

My grin broadens as I read the update on my tablet.

“Pull up a seat, Vic. The fruity tooty has seen fit to mail the next artefact straight to us.”

Vic looks at my tablet. “Good thing you’re here, I can’t figure heads or tails of that contraption.”

“It’s alien technology to me too. Entirely frivolous, of course. A good picture dial works just fine, why fix what’s not broken?”

Vic purses his lips. “Picture dial?”

Seriously? Has nobody in this world heard of dials? “I guess the technology of the lower world has yet to catch up with that of the sky. Picture Dials let you record and replay things. Like …” I try to describe it.

“Like a camera?”

“Tch … I suppose. But a camera is just a poor copy of a picture dial.”

His hand brushes his mouth. “You sure do know a lot, God.”

I look up at the sky. Couldn’t I have had someone less vapid for company? Or maybe a woman?

I sigh inwardly, ambling over to a nearby bench. It’s going to be a long wait.