He couldn’t believe what was happening. Just as he’d added a few drops of the latest catalyst the liquid concoction had started to bubble, or so he’d thought at first. Turned out it was actually starting to levitate, the catalyst drops forming the center of some sort of energy field that rose up and emitted a strange blue and green glow. “Great Scott, these energy readings are off the chart!” He exclaimed to himself. He meticulously recorded and cross-checked the results. No mistaking it, 1.21 gigawatts of energy produced from a small amount of readily, cheaply available chemicals.
It wasn’t quite a perpetual motion machine, but it had the potential to be a tremendous source of cheap energy, one that produced no harmful by-products or emissions as far as his instruments could measure. With time and a great deal of additional research, it could revolutionize the energy industry.
With a sigh he dumped out the solution and washed his instruments, this would never do. This had been one big, long dead-end, getting him not at all closer to fulfilling the contract with the sponsors of his research. “Dammit,” he thought, “back to the drawing board for my erectile dysfunction medication.”
Sunday Photo Fiction challenge, 200 words