365 Dawn (1/2)
Chapter 365: Dawn
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
”Teacher, why can observation affect the result? Sorry, teacher... Am I too stupid and not suitable for learning quantum physics?”
”Don’t worry. You are not stupid. Quantum theory can by no means be comprehended by ordinary people. Not that observation can impact the result, but both results exist at the same time. Only when you begin to observe it can you know what happened actually. Imagine Schrödinger's classic thought experiment, where a cat was kept in an absolutely sealed black box, in which a poisoned bottle, controlled by a radioactive switch, filled with highly toxic cyanide, was placed later. The rate of decay of the radioactive material was uncertain, and you never knew when the switch would be triggered, so before you opened the black box and observed it, you had to realize the cat may either be still alive or could be dead, right?”
”Well... I seem to have understood that, but teacher, why use a cat to do this experiment? Wasn’t it cruel?”
”No one has actually done this experiment... no one probably has. This is just a thought experiment, and that cat only exists in our imagination, so it’s not a cruel experiment. Besides, Schrödinger’s cat is a better name than Schrödinger's cockroach, isn’t it?”
”Haha, teacher, you're right. I'll try to think again.”
”Well, take your time. Imagine as much time as you want.”
...
Its ears moved a little bit. It woke up.
Outside, some inexplicable and vague dialogues were drifting through, as if in its proximity, but it seemed like they were from a very far distance. Before it was about to yell for help, outside quieted down swiftly.
What is this place?
There was the familiar coldness of metal beneath its body.
Wait! Am I not dead?
It shuddered for a moment and remembered what hadhappened! It was locked in an indestructible metal black box, with a strange black and white kitten. Then... it seemed to have accidentally knocked over a bottle.
Bottle? What's in the bottle?
The bottle seemed to contain something extremely horrible, even more terrifying than the devils of hell!
The bottle was knocked over by it, and the hint of bitter almond was still lingering in its head. Headache, nausea, feeling oppressed, teeth clenched, convulsions all over its body, and unconsciousness before it entered the eternal darkness...
No, this must be a dream, this must be a nightmare! As soon as I open my eyes, the dream will be over, and I will return to the wax museum and squat in front of the wax figure of that angel.
Contrary to what it hoped for; when it opened its eyes, it was still surrounded by abysmal darkness.
It had never been so freaked out before. What the hell was going on? These strange metal walls, the terrible darkness, the memory that it seemed to have died once and then revived...
It stood up, urgently wanting to do something. It couldn’t just lie there and do nothing!
”Meow! Don’t move!”
It heard the sound again, and its body froze automatically. Not long ago, it seemed as if something had been accidentally knocked over, and then the smell of bitter almond had diffused...
”I won’t move,” it said. After struggling, it stabilized its body like waxwork, ”Can you tell me what's going on? Am I in a dream? If I bite myself hard, will I wake up?”
”Meow? I don’t know what's going on either. I’ve been here since I was born.”
”Since you were born?” It laughed miserably, ”No kidding, no one is born here! Where are your parents? Your siblings? Your owner? Did your owner lock you here?”
”Meow, I don’t know. I've never seen my parents, brothers, or sisters. I've been here since I remember… what do you mean by owner?”
It was tongue-tied by the question. ”Owner… is someone who gives you delicious food, provides you with a warm place to sleep, and plays with you... Oh, I know! You must have provoked your owner, so he locked you here to make you learn a lesson!”
”Meow… is that right?” The voice of black and white kitten was full of confusion and uncertainty.
It seemed to have found a viable way to get out of here, and it exclaimed excitedly, ”Yes! This must be the truth! I once bit my boss, and my owner put me in a dark room to punish me... your owner, what's his name? He's got to have a name, right? Can you tell me? ”
”Meow… name .. I heard the name most frequently referred by people is Schrödinger. Is he my owner?”
”Probably…Hey! The owner of black and white kitten! Hey! Schrödinger! Where are you? You were wrong! I'm not your cat! You can punish your cat! But I have not made a mistake, do not punish me! Please, please! Let me get out!” It shouted aloud and almost cried out.
It shouted countless times, but no one responded. It didn’t stop to gasp until its throat was completely sore and couldn’t utter a sound.
”Meow, name... I also want a name,” said the black and white kitten in the darkness.
It swallowed saliva to lubricate its throat, and said hoarsely, ”I told you. You do have a name. You called yourself Galaxy, and I met you in the wax museum. You asked me to play hide-and-seek, and then I somehow ended up in this place... ”
”Meow, Galaxy... is this my name?”