Norwyn settled into his Abstraction Chamber. One by one, a plastic arm hooked metal tubes to his body, until he was aswim in a sea of wires.
He closed his eyes and eased into multi-consciousness.
In seconds, he was everywhere at once, a network of orbs flying all over the city, scanning it and sending data back.
Senator Oceanfield in her office, typing up a report…An occasional sentry walking the wet grounds of the Hall of Governance…two Governance employees exercising…indiscretion. On the ocean, a bedeviled string of lights far, far away, his orbs racing over the roiling waves…a snapshot, on the waves, of an army of boats…Traffic jam on Heroic Highway, estimated resolution time five minutes…one death in the downtown district hospital…A Keeper dragon crying on the roof…robbery on Fifth—
