The Gray

The Gray has come. Paul promised to ship one vial of Ambrosia for each of us, and all we got has been news of him disappearing into nothingness.

Thanks Singularity, we discovered a way to the Mole People. A junkie named Curly led us through an odd phone boot, and we found other people like us, betrayed and forgotten by society.

We see weird augmented people pass by now and then, with their dark deals and terrorism. But we can only try to survive and not get in the way.

Yesterday we heard about trouble at LaGuardia, a bunch of injured NSF guys passed by. What a world we live in. What is there to hope for?