We tried to kill ourselves. We had the weapons. We had the desire. Somehow, we failed. Humanity survived. Go figure.
They called it the Dissolution, but it’s been a couple hundred years and if you ask around, nobody in Unity remembers what all the fuss was about. What everybody had been so willing to die for. Nobody cares.
I don’t, at least. I’ve done my part. Worked Time Vice for the better part of twenty-years putting the bad guys into a Stream dream. Now I want out.
The numbers on my arm tell me I’ll be dead soon. Less than a day left. I can live with that. What I can’t live with is knowing a Unity Leader helped Malcolm Wolfe, the man who murdered my wife and a million other innocents, escape prison.
Finding Malcolm means uncovering secrets that could tear Unity apart from the inside. But if I don’t stop him, there probably won’t be a Unity to save anyhow.
Looks like we might get a chance to wipe ourselves out after-all. Now I just got to catch him before my numbers catch me
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