Saturday, July 18th, 2044. SP Plasma Corp Energy Limited, Saint Pyre.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a flat rocky open space. Behind me was Plasma Corp headquarters and before me were two things. First was a hill with a giant cave opening, and second was Proxima standing motionlessly with his back to me, his arms crossed, waiting patiently. He did not have the power up on. “Proxima,” I greeted.
He turned to me slowly. “Bill, you came alone. This is a surprise. You and your friends must think so little of me to send only you.”
“Believe me, if it were possible, I’d rather we’d all be here showing you your place. But alas, it can’t be so. However, I’m not the same as before.”
“I can tell that much. Your signature is a lot different. Not just stronger, but just even more unique t
