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May 10, 2013

The sun was shining, but it was hazy enough out to keep the sky a muted yellow.

The light background noise was always there, as he walked to his car each day. It was a pleasant sort of Pax Romana, everything safely humming along for decades on end. The laboratory had itís work and the world had its peace.

It mustíve been May, that day when he walked out and knew the tranquility had ended. The background noise was different the homeostasis had failed.

That day, he didnít walk to his car.

He knew where to go, and he went.†