Macro

"Just look," said Gean, slotting the plastic slide into the microscope.

Jake rolled his eyes and peered into the eyepiece. "Hey!" he said.

"Nothing there."

"What, you put distilled water on it?"

"No. Pondwater. There's just... nothing there. Here, look at this." Gean pushed another slide into place.

Jake squinted. The slide was solid crimson. "What is it?"

"Blood. My blood. No cells."

"...what's it mean?"

Gean shrugged. "No more micro. The smallest living things can now be seen with the naked eye."

"But what's it mean?"

Another shrug. "I'll be watching for the slipcover coming out of the sky..."