"The Noah Experiment" Creepypasta

[Music] when I was very young I was given a book for Christmas by my Suleyman and mostly religious step-grandmother it was a huge illustrated picture book which should have immediately aggressed my attention and but unfortunately but unfortunately the title of it was the reading grow picture Bible and my family was decidedly not religious nor were any of my friends however we lived a long way from the nurse library and being an avid reader I eventually read the book that my grandmother had gave me burning through the biblical Laura contain a thin and imprinted it on my childhood brain if grandma's plan had been to convert me it worked only briefly because that very same year the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles hit television and the Bible was largely forgotten the one part of the Bible never really left me in the story of Noah as I grew it turned out that I had an aptitude for problem-solving and mathematics and my mother fought me to get included in advanced classes and when she succeeded a whole new world of numbers and equations had opened up for me encouraged to work on her own projects I often returned to the problem of Noah and his ark and the improbability of his success in keeping all the animals alive and I researched and calculated the feed required for all the common animals kept in conventional zoos as well as the freshwater requirement sent him on a poop produced in every iteration of my work and the original biblical measurements of the ark got blown further and further out of proportion confirming just how preposterous the idea of Noah's Ark was when I presented my word to my low-key Christian high school mathematics teacher his face flushed red and he tore my calculations to pieces tossing them into the rubbish bin beside his desk and then he stalked up and down in front of the blackboard and lecturing me on the proper use of mathematics and admonishing me for my hearsay and so for a long time I forgot about what I referred to us the Noah problem and I focused on repairing my relationship with my teacher a home computers hit the world around the time that I left school and so by the time that I had finished my first year of university computer labs had become a part of the curriculum and seemed like cheating using these number crunching machines I remember a friend of mine a photorealist artist complaining about how photography took no skill because there was no effort required I'd pretty much felt the same about computers I actively enjoyed creating stacks of calculations immersing myself in a notion of equations and formulae and so for a long time I resented those beige boxes with clacking keyboards seen them as a cheats conceit and I managed without them for a long time and still turning in handwritten notes once I'd completed my doctorate I realized that I had stretched myself to the limits of my mathematical capacity and then if I didn't adapt I'd be left behind by peers who had availed themselves with these increasingly powerful thinking machines so I did and I helped build the first supercomputer infrastructure at the University from scream blades to sharp edge computer racks and running cables and to installing the operating systems and configuring the software that allowed this humming roomful of hardware to interface as a single brain I was so good at it that I was inducted into the university technology department and utilized for every future upgrade it was an interesting journey and watching the first modest super computer clusters grow from basement closets to warehouse sized rooms of air-conditioning and white tiles it wasn't long before my expertise was sawed elsewhere and I turned my talent for formula and algorithms and Sue created the programs that made these huge information hives Hollow which brings us close to present day when I recalled my old obsession and I began to ponder the nowa problem I got her I can't tell you exactly who I work for but suffice to say that money really isn't much of a concern to that and so the equipment that I've been contracted configured wasn't just bleeding-edge and much of it was so new that the boards and chips hadn't even been named yet working with this kind of infrastructure is annoying and bugs and breakdowns are common and the first layer firmware needing constant weeks and to keep it running in he blots play give me unstable jabs but if I'm truly honest with myself and I live for this sort of problem-solving and when everything was finally up and running I'd always be searching for new challenges to keep my mind occupied the Noah test was something that written years before as a sort of benchmarking tool for this type of infrastructure similar to the Traveling Salesman problem but far more complex and involved running a simulation of what would actually be required for knowing as children to keep X number of species alive on his floating barge of course the conventional Noah's Ark wouldn't provide any kind of challenge to this sort of hardware so I needed to get creative with how the problem weren't I'd realized very early on that one Ark was infeasible regardless of the size Noah's wife his sons and their wives were not sufficiently large enough workforce for the entirety of Earth's animal populations but if you kept the original dimensions of the Ark and multiplied the ark putting different animal types in different arcs from parallel earth you could easily come for all the species on the planet leaving the entirety of the problem running would give a decent stress test for a newly installed system and when I returned the next day I pored through the data sides astonished to find that the system had blown through the problem easily it had predicted that 1 million as 746 arks would be enough to complete the task of keeping 6 million not aquatic animal species alive for 40 days and the logistics were very basic and didn't account for a lot of variables but it was still extremely impressive I'll admit it I was excited and this was the closest I had ever come to having a definitive answer to the Noah problem of a feasible answerable way that Noah could have kept every species alive in that floating boat for 40 days i dissected the data looking for missing variables and i reworked the already unwieldy program to take into account other factors what about psychological stress on the human zookeepers how would the NOAA's on all the arcs interface with each other to coordinate resource swapping in case of problems and the eventual release of all the animals onto the primary what hierarchy structures would need to be implemented how many shift rotations and what safety precautions would be needed on the predator arcs now all this and more I've fed into the no experiment trying to account for every conceivable issue that could possibly be experienced even the loss of whole arcs and the need to load cargo on to neighboring arcs confident that I'd given the new system far more than a coochie or I set the simulation running it hadn't completed when I checked it first thing in the morning but it was astonished he closed grinding through billions of trillions of permutations per second when I checked in again after my second coffee it had finished the complete side and the gargantuan set of output files sat there waiting for me to examine them and although I am to ascribe human characteristics to a machine the system almost seemed eager for me to open the data side and the huge racks full of equipment hummed with honor anticipatory knowledge which almost seemed to change to one of triumph as I browsed the data it was impressive I can't lie to you it was the perfect outcome to the NOAA problem describing the optimal result for both the human crews and the animals there are even annotations about the psychological profiles of each NOAA's on describing how the prime primate ship and know I'd become the leader of the no experiment while the NOAA said assigned to the sanitation fleet were considered lowest in the pecking order of the Nellas the complete hierarchy spool down the page showing the convoluted social structures that had risen based around the types of life each arc sustained I shudder when I discovered what I dubbed the play guards and ships full of animals and humans riddled with lethal and non-lethal parasites all in various states of pain and distress and many not destined to see the flood receded which brought a curious thought to mind if this was the maximal outcome of the no experiment and then what was the bleakest most minimal requirement for the survival of every species saving frantically I'd tweet the parameters accordingly when I set the simulation running after the second day of runtime I started to grow impatient and by the fourth day I wanted to kill the experiment and start Diagnostics on the software suspecting a critical issue somewhere in the infrastructure but on the end of the sixth day it was complete and the data set was fully populated waiting for me to browse through its grim contents feeling like the antithesis of a god on the seventh day I clicked through folder after folder growing progressively more horrified the content of each No horrified isn't even the right word what I thought was darker more visceral more primitive than horror it all began with Prime Noah even before the floods began he was already dominating the other Noah's utilizing angels and messengers between the parallel worlds by the time the floods began in the numerous arts began filling the ocean of primary he was ruling the 182 thousand strong flotilla with an iron fast utilizing a colossal silverback gorilla as his personal thug when he didn't get his way and diminished in size for my original simulation this one had Noah's and their families working like slaves working themselves literally to death in order to serve the grander purpose of the survival of all animal life I have read through data sets describing Noah's dying of exotic bacteria that ate them alive as they drown in the and piss on millions of animals unable to keep up with the sheer volume of excrement falling out of the Ark's and Noah's under extreme stress killed one another over petty disputes over resources Shems and hams in Japan strangle each other in the beds or push each other into the toxic jaws of a komodo dragon and the starving Siberian tigers but only survival the animals had mattered so the losses of the human crews mounted as the simulation had run its course by the time the flotilla had found land the Noah experiment was a plague-ridden hellscape of suffering and misery and that one of the creatures aboard primate er otherwise free from some kind of abuse or psychological trauma I had hoped that it would all in there but a dead end the simulation predicted that prime Noah had descended so far entombed megalomaniac Magnus and that after the animals were safely dispersed with many more human death prime know us at the lesser know us and sons at each other's throats through cutting the engineered social strife he watched as a bloodbath of unbridled murder ruled the chapel Noah in the end only prime Noah remained with his original wife sons and in many of their duplicate wives as they move down from the cab they left behind thousands of corpses to repopulate the earth with various carrion eaters and insects but it was just a simulation none of this was real Noah's Ark had never existed none of this had ever happened it was all just data and calculations bits and bytes racing around inside thousands of miles of gold and copper conductors on the eighth day and the data was gone not all of the data mine just the data from the second no experiment the one that had ended in a massacre and the program that had written to run it in the first experiment the perfect one said in the folder where I'd saved it untouched I was wild because this was a huge data breach security was super strict to the facility and as you can imagine but everybody appeared above board with my coworkers none of them had been working in that area when the breach had occurred nobody had swiped into the room or the system terminal sad the security footage of the room showed little more than gently winking server lights in the darkened area but at exactly the time the files advantaged read before the nightly backups the monitor in my terminal flickered briefly illuminating the room for a few seconds before I switched off agonda nobody knew what to make of it as several people suggested a Trojan had allowed someone to remotely access my terminal but it was a ring-fence system and possible to be accessed externally and the forensic team had checked for potential hidden transmitters but everything looked clean frustrated I wrestled with the problem for weeks trying to figure out how and why someone would steal this data in the middle of one sleepless night to recall then there was one system that I hadn't thought to check if only because it didn't seem relevant inside the lab was an audio monitor which I could use to listen to the ambient hum of the system to check for the grinding war of fans who are about to fall from clone bearings reaching for my tablet I hurriedly pulled up the exported logs for the day of the data theft Keenen the exact time my terminal had activated itself there was nothing at first but when the light of the monitored flickered out I heard a sound and I replayed it dozens of times not believing what I was hearing it after the 13th playback I sworn it through the tablet at the wall where it dented the plaster and then clattered on a my dresser scattering jewelry and perfume bottles it was an unmistakable sound one that even a child would recognize thousands of winged creatures taking flight I toured the system of pieces over the next week checking everything from hard disk enclosures to cracking open the sealed UPS units that supported the racks of Technology I wasn't sure what I was exactly looking for but when a single feather of white and gold lifted from the top of one of the dusty racks and settled at my feet my knees wobbled and I said abruptly on the tiles staring at the impossible thing on the floor I don't want to believe it's true I don't want to think about the insane maelstrom of suffering that spot in the second no experiment because if I'm responsible for that in any way then I don't deserve to live and if I am responsible for it and then I don't need God's forgiveness I need yours [Music]

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Length: 16min 17sec (977 seconds)

Published: Mon Aug 27 2018