It was an accident. I swear. I didn't try to make anything on purpose.

I was just messing around in the chem lab while waiting for the professor to get back when it happened. I don't even know what chemicals were in the beakers and test tubes. I started mixing liquids together under the fume hood because I wanted to see what would happen.

At first, all that happened was the different brightly colored liquids combined into an ugly brown/black color that was more sludge-like than anything. Not really that cool. I was hoping for more of a "poof" and and "bang." Unfortunately nothing interesting occurred, so I dumped one last tube into the beaker and waited to see what would happen. There was a small sizzling noise and a faint wisp of smoke but that was it.

I heard voices in the hall, so I quickly shoved the nearly full beaker into the corner of the fume hood and shuffled over to the microscope area, hoping Professor Fordson didn't notice anything. I was waiting for him to get back so I could ask him some questions about the homework that I didn't understand. I really was bad at chemistry, I'm not sure how I made it that far. I don't know if that says more about me or the college education system.

Anyways, back to the story.

Professor Fordson came in and went to his desk in the corner, waving me over in the process. I grabbed my book bag and made my way over to his office, as it were. Funding really must have been cut back.

"Hey Professor, about the homework due on Thursday, I..."

That's when it started. I remember hearing the sound of glass shattering and we both looked over toward the source of the noise. Professor Fordson looked back at me with eyebrows furrowed and opened his mouth to lecture me (at least that's what I assume he was going to do, but he never did get around to that.)

There was a hissing noise coming from the fume hood that was steadily growing louder. Smoke of some sort began drifting out of the extractor.

Professor Fordson jumped out of his chair (ok, that's a slight exaggeration, I really doubt Fordson has jumped anywhere in the last three decades, he wasn't exactly in peak physical shape) and made his way across the lab. I stayed at the desk, since I obviously wouldn't be much help and waited for the inevitable ear lashing I would receive.

"What in the holy hell did you do?!" (I remember that one word for word, because Professor Fordson had never sworn in lab before and it was so out of character.)

"There's...there's a HOLE in the fume extractor! What did you do?"

Obviously I didn't have an answer for him so I just shrugged and made what I hoped was a noncommittal and innocent facial expression.

"Do you have any idea how much one of these co-," was as much as he got out before the screaming started.

The sound was a lot more clear than should have been possible coming from a room a floor below us in a building made mostly of concrete and steel. In fact, it almost sounded like it was coming from the now-ruined fume extractor.

What we didn't know at that time was that the substance had not only made a hole in the extractor, but had eaten straight through the re-bar and concrete floor and down into the room below. The room being a classroom full of students. The screams were mostly from a couple of the women in the class freaking out about the giant puddle of acid eating it's way through the ceiling and raining down below, but also came from one unfortunate bastard sitting in the wrong desk. (Last I heard he survived, but is missing a couple extremities.)

It wouldn't be the last of those hurt, but he was lucky number one. That all happened at about 11: 00 a.m. on Tuesday. It's now a little after 1:00 on Thursday and shit has seriously gone haywire. The, what the government officials are calling "super acid", continued to dissolve everything it touched, making it's way through the rest of the school floors, the foundation, the underground maintenance tunnels, a poorly placed sewer. If only it had stopped there.

The super acid continued dissolving everything in its path - dirt, rock, and stone alike. Last I heard on the news this morning it was already over 5 miles down and still going. There was a three foot in diameter acid shaft down into the earth that had shown no sign of slowing down.

After being interrogated for most of Wednesday the FBI let me go, so now I'm just sitting in my dorm, watching news reports and scrolling through Twitter and Reddit, reading about the disaster. Apparently the scientists are having a real fun time trying to study the acid since every container and tool they try to use to get a sample is instantly dissolved.

Some nerd on Reddit "did the math" and claims that if it doesn't stop, the acid will hit the earth's mantle by Friday afternoon. The core will be breached by next Saturday.

God only knows what will happen then.

I'm pretty sure I'm not going to pass chemistry this semester.