Atom’s head thwacked into something hard which generated a percussive metallic rattle. He squinted in pain and rubbed the bump which was forming at the base of his skull. He was sweaty. The patina of cold pizza coated the inside of his mouth. Peering out from under his desk he saw darkness. Quickly his eyes adjusted. Even in the middle of the night the lab was illuminated by hundreds of indicator LEDs. They peeked out from to humming equipment scattered throughout the space. The red, blue, ...
