Blurb for this Novel
The earth is dying, we are the ones who killed it. If we want to survive we need to find a new home, a new eden.
Humanity is now in a race against time to find a new planet to call home before the end of the world.
“Is there any chance you could be mistaken?” Said one of the scientists on the call who Emily didn’t recognise.
She could understand why they didn’t believe her, she was nobody. She hadn’t even finished her doctorate yet but here she was telling the world’s most influential scientists that they had missed something. When she had taken her findings to her doctoral supervisor she had expected him to take over and go to these meetings instead of her but apparently he didn’t want to take that chance that she could be wrong. This was not very comforting but she had always been taught to trust data over her feelings.
“The data is conclusive, there is no room for error.” Emily said.
“You understand how much damage this research would do if you are wrong.” Asked another doctor. Emily was suddenly very glad that she had decided against putting her camera on. She recognised that she was not on their level but their tone was patronising, more like the tone you would use when talking to a small child and it was starting to get on her nerves.
“You are more than welcome to check my data.” Emily said. She was doing quite well at hiding her annoyance but she really hoped that they would stop talking down to her so much.
“We will but according to your findings we need to be taking action right now so I will ask you again. Is there any chance that you have miscalculated?” The same scientist asked. Emily took a deep breath to calm herself before continuing.
“We pooled data together from many different research teams all over the planet and our calculations have been checked by members from each of these teams along with my own supervisor. There is always a chance that something has been missed but at this stage the data has already been checked by more than twenty people.” Emily said.
“I will check the data but I think we have to proceed on the assumption that your conclusions are correct. I will speak to my contacts in the government over the next few days so get ready to explain your research to them Emily. I am sure they will have a lot of questions for you.” The scientist from before said, their contempt was barely hidden under their formal tone.
Emily watched as the other scientist on the call hung up one by one and she was left alone again. It was clear that none of them had liked listening to what she had to say, how could they when the message was so clearly terrifying but that didn’t change how it made her feel. The worst part was that she hoped they were right because that would mean she could go back to planning the rest of her life instead of worrying about the end of the world.
The last week or so had been far too busy for Emily to sit down and think about anything in great detail. Her research had gone from being a small project so collating and analysing data (that nobody seemed to care about) to being something that everyone wanted to be part of. Although she was glad that people were finally taking her research seriously, it all felt far too important for her to look after alone. Almost every day she was being called by department heads and today she was going to be speaking to some of the MP’s in a private meeting. She had spent most of yesterday trying to prepare what she would say but she still didn’t feel prepared enough and somehow knew that all her prepared words would go out of the window as soon as she was in front of them.
She was sitting in the taxi fiddling with the hem of her dress. She felt uncomfortable, she didn’t usually wear dresses but she thought that it would make a better impression than her usual jeans and a t-shirt. Unfortunately this had also tied her into taking a taxi rather than walking but the one thing she hadn’t planned for was rush hour traffic. All this effort to make a good impression and it was about to be ruined by failure to plan for something as mundane as traffic. The longer that this went on for the more nervous she got and the longer it seemed to take.
When the taxi got close enough to see the building Emily paid the driver and walked the rest of the way there. She walked briskly but every few meters someone would walk into her path and she would have to stop or walk around them. After the first few times this happened Emily started to wonder if there was something about the way that she walked or moved which encouraged people to act in this way towards her. By the time that she got into the building she was already ten minutes late to the meeting. She ran up the stairs and down the hallway, stopping briefly outside the door to catch her breath before walking into the room.
The room was full of people, she recognised some of them to be leading scientists in various fields. The others she assumed to be members of the government. There was also a screen set up showing cameras in other similar rooms around the world. They all turned around to look at her as she walked into the room.
“Ahhh, Miss Walker, nice of you to join us. If you could take your seat then we can begin.” One of them said.
Emily walked around the outside of the room towards her seat. She wasn’t paying much attention to where she was going so she didn’t see the cable on the floor in front of her and she fell flat on her face spilling her papers everywhere. She picked them up as quickly as possible before moving to her seat quietly, trying her best not to draw any more attention to herself. Once she was settled into her seat everyone turned their attention to the prime minister.
“So, I understand that we have a bit of a problem and the estimates we have about the rate of climate change wrong.” He said. Everyone around the table nodded in agreement and Emily wondered (not for the first time) how she ended up in this situation.
“Miss Walker what kind of action do we need to take to resolve this issue and how long have we got?” He asked. It was clear that nobody had really told him how serious the situation was, that must be why I was invited here Emily thought.
“I am afraid it is much too late for that. Maybe if we had known a year ago we could have done something but the chain reaction has already started.” Emily said.
“I was hoping that this whole thing was an overreaction but it seems clear that nobody agrees with me on that. How long before we start to feel the effects.” He said. He was starting to sound as though he was in agreement but it was clear that he still wasn’t fully convinced.
“The effects have already been felt in some parts of the world but by the calculations in my research it is clear that most of the plant and animal species will be extinct within only a few years.” Emily said.
“So what can we do?” he asked. He was still looking at Emily, she wondered why he suddenly thought that she would have all the answers. She felt the weight of the silence weighing heavily on her, she had to say something but what?
“We can’t change it, it is only a matter of time before this planet is uninhabitable. Unless you have another earth available.” It wasn’t until the words had come out of her mouth that she realised that she had just used heavy sarcasm on the leader of the country. She was very glad that treason wasn’t a hangable offence anymore.
“Maybe we have a plan for that but in the meantime is there any way of prolonging life?” He said. He seemed to have taken her outburst remarkably well.
“Maybe we could try using biodomes to create artificial ecosystems to buy us some time.” She remembered reading a few papers on the subject, it seemed like the most plausible option she had read about while studying towards her masters degree.
The prime minister seemed to accept this response and he turned his attention towards one of the other scientists in the room. This other scientist was Liam DeLane, he was one of the world’s leading astrophysicists.
“Dr DeLane, I understand you have an idea on how to solve the issue of relocation.” He said.
Dr DeLane stood up and turned on a powerpoint presentation at the end of the room. When he started to talk it was clear that he was much more prepared for this meeting than she was. She had forgotten all about her notes and presentation as soon as she had fallen into the room and now there was someone else doing a much better job than she was. She felt so embarrassed.
Dr DeLane was explaining to the room how they would need to build a fleet of spaceships. Some of the early ships would be used to explore the universe looking for a new planet which could support life. They would be using Einstein-Rosen bridges to enable fast travel outside of our solar system. Once this new planet was found they would use the rest of the ships to transport people, animals and plants to this new home. It sounded like they had it all planned out but Emily was suspicious, it seemed unrealistic to move everyone in this way.