With a click the cold lighting flicked on and you smiled. The view of the equipment really made your eye tear. This was the culmination of all your efforts, over five years of work, and the best of your (many) inventions.
Most of the basement room was littered with cables, computers, power systems and other electrical devices. In the center however was the main event. The Focal Chamber. A steel pedestal on a tripod with four large pylons on the outside, pointing to a point just above the pedestal's surface. Here you could distort space, pinching reality with intense, pulsed energy and (hopefully) create a real wormhole, letting you step from this room to... elsewhere. Right now you weren't sure if the aperture controller would work. With that you could manipulate the other end of the portal to change it's location.
Smiling you walked up to the BRB and took a tissue out and carefully polished it. It was so hard to get a really impressive Big Red Button that looked the part.
Taking one last look around your lab, gazing over all your previous inventions, successes and failures, you turned to your greatest effort and...
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