"Ten thousand volts. I said ten thousand volts. Not ten kilovolts not ten million millivolts. Ten thousand volts." Mu wipes the spittle from his face and stares back at the red-faced scientist.

    "Iz zame number" Mu says. The words stumble across his thick tongue and malformed teeth.  

    "If it's the same number. Then this," the scientist gestured to the charred corpse "is a miracle of science."

    "Need more zen electrizity." Mu shrugged.

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    "What a wonderful observation, we do need more than electricity. We need," the scientist pauses. "Theatrics. Now listen to me: ten... thousand... volts. Do you hear that? Do you hear how impressive that sounds? Now, what did you said?"

    "Ten kilovoltz." Mu hung his head in shame.

    "Ten kilovolts. Does that sound like a number that spits in the face of God? Does it?" Mu grabs a shovel from a nearby pile of digging implements.

    "Again?"