"We've got a problem!" I yelled in the crowded control room as my screen flickered red.

Behind me, the lead nuclear engineer appeared, staring over my shoulder.

"Oh God," he said, "It's overheating. We need to shut it down before it melts down."

Sweat trickled down my neck as I looked at my window at the nuclear power plant. It was on the edge of our city, an enormous cavern lit by LED lanterns, bustling with scientists and businessmen that kept our technology 10 years ahead of the curve, and entirely secret.

So far, we were the only society on Earth to have a zero percent unemployment rate, a happiness index that was off the charts, and no murders for fifteen years. We were proud of our accomplishments, and knew we had to protect them.

We had our own internet, our own underground farming system and advanced artificial meat facilities, our own art, and our own culture. We didn't need the outside world.

My attention snapped back to the screen as it began beeping furiously.

"We're going to have to release some of the material," I said, and the lead engineer nodded. Our nuclear generators were nothing like those that the rest of the world used, and they had a fail safe in case of failure- releasing a plume of radiation and heat into the atmosphere. This particular reactor was designed to release it over the ocean, where human life would be least affected.

Our reactors were the best, but they were still built by humans, and even in utopia human error is a constant that can't be ignored.

"How bad does it look?" The lead engineer asked.

"It will be moderate. No lasting impact."

"I authorize it then. Go!"

With that he walked away, snapping open his cell phone, and I heard his voice behind me.

"Relay this to the man upstairs. We're going to need a war declared on someone stat, and fake two failed nuclear missile tests crashing into the ocean. Radiation will be bubbling up in t minus forty five minutes."