AM. Still dark. No noise – wait – nearly no noise. There’s a cat screeching; another screeches back. Now there is no noise.
Here is a roller door. A fluoro strip beams down. “PTERON: Tomorrow’s Company Today!” in big bold letters, says the door. To make its point a happy family picnic by a scenic pond. Beyond the pond is a metropolis city.
Now there is a noise – a soft noise – a louder noise – a noise louder still. A truck, a large semi, roars up to the door, beeping as it goes. The door is rolled open – bye bye! to the happy family as they rattle their way onto the scroll above.
14 to go …