Are you really making a snow angel, Driss? Io asks.
It’s supposed to be a snow devil, Driss says.
You’ve given it wings! Sophia says.
Sure – bat wings, Driss says.
Dante’s Satan, right? Io says. Satan, frozen in Hell, totally immobile. Encased in frozen waters. And just his wings beating the frozen air in vain. Stirring up cold winds.
Did Satan actually fall to earth in Newcastle?: that’s the question, I say.
He fell to the centre of the Earth, according to Dante, Io says. Because that’s where the heaviest things fall. And Hell is the crevasse that opens as he plunges.
So Hell really might be beneath Newcastle …, I say.
Which is why they’re sending down that bore, Driss says.
What bore? Sophia asks.
They’re drilling down in search of geothermal energy, Furio says. They’re planning to plug this campus directly into Hell, basically.
This place isn’t supposed to depend on the grid, Driss says. Supposed to function all by itself. Keep switched on in any state of emergency.
Energy Satanism – who’d have thought it? I say.
Work in Progress 