Prologue

Scene 1
A room in a building.
1:03 AM.

The door is unlatched. Quiet murmurings outside. Eyes that should have been nervously asleep open up. Now nervous and awake, the eyes look towards the door. Solace is in the fact that they are new. They are as yet unknown. Simple.

The door opens with the wind. Muted lights under closed doors. The faint smell of piss. And the murmuring. They look out into the hall. Humming away, the cooler looks back. Satisfied, the eyes go back to binary 0.

The journey has been a couple of weeks late, and not in the usual manner. The day was spent quietly, with a lot to look forward to.

Now the day has begun. And with a handful of hours to go, the eyes surrender to the murmurs always present.

The shadow creeps back into the eyes. A quarter of the way around the world, he retraces his path. Much as he has been doing for millions of years.

At 6:20, the eyes see him. And they open.

A smile appears, and with the practised precision of 17 years, the day begins.