The Eleventh Film XI
Someone suggested that we simply ask the angels what it is was that the world had done to warrant such attention.
If we do this then we might know, they said.
And if we know then we might find favour with them by stopping doing what it was we did to incur their wrath in the first place.
But how to go about this? The digital was now an obsolete concept. That whole new world was now just more relics and ruins.
Millions of dead devices piled high like cairns and contours. Redefining eyelines in every direction. All those memories and images and files lost forever.
The world hung this particular hope on a beehive.
An elderly beekeeper suggested that his last remaining hive might be able to generate sufficient electrical charge to reach out to the angels. It was their particular sensitivity to electrical current that made them an unlikely source of succour.
Bees and flowers are oppositely charged. Without even trying, bees build up a positive charge on their bodies as they fly. Flowers are negatively charged and that makes their pollen stick to bees through static electricity. But the electric field is more than just that static charge.
If such a field could be generated once more then perhaps the angels would see the the tiny drop of energy and interpret it as a signal for parley.