God knows science.

It was an experiment but something went wrong,
he had intended just to let it run for an hour or two
watch to see what happened and then write up his findings.

But he got caught up in the drama of it all.

He had thought he knew all there was to know about
just about everything - that this experiment would be
another confirmation yet again, of all he knew.

The experiment took on a life of its own.

He couldn't stop watching, interfering now and then
immersed beyond his imaginings in what unfolded below
in the experimental chamber he had created on a whim.

How could he tear himself away now?

He felt an affection for his experiments, watched as they
developed, laughed as they tried to be scientists,
just like Him.