Apr 01, 2009 22:00
People fall into the Nexus every day. Today, it's from thirty feet up, and into a body of water. One might guess that he wasn't seeing the Nexus when he started his fall, judging by his bewilderment when he reaches a shore (and much sooner than he'd expected). Looking around, bewildered, he takes in the tableau of molten physics and convention-hall denizens, and manages to gasp a single question: "what did they do to me?"
((And now, it's time for all good spies to sleep. Responses will come when they've been cleared by the Department of Slumber.))