Dr. Lukas Silber stopped at the same convenience store every day on the way to work at KunstKorp. They had sausage, egg, and cheese biscuits that he wouldn't have died for, he didn't think. However, the experience bequeathed by these particular breakfast delights ruined zombie apocalypse movies for him. He could no longer empathize with people who would struggle on just to survive. The crusty, buttery tops of the biscuits gave way to a thick warmth beneath. Inside was a fluffy patty of pureed cheddar, egg, and sausage. He had first had one at the behest of a colleague whom he had driven to the Percy building when the man was having car trouble. Science leads one to skepticism, and the thought of all of the parts of a breakfast sandwich mixed together sounded like it might be the subject o
