Malachi stood at the edge of the observation rail and looked down into the reactor as is began to light up for the first time. He’d imagined this moment at least a thousand times over the last 28 months alone, not to mention the countless times he’d fantasized alone in his room at night, or staring out the window when he should have been paying attention in class.
His pulse quickened and he felt a warm rush of adrenaline as blue light flooded the chamber three stories below him. He realized instantly just how bright it was about to become, and quickly pulled his protective glasses down over his eyes. He turned to remind the others, but they were already wearing their eyewear.