"I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and
sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of
unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as they trace
their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty
good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then
watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the
evening.
"My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the
atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We have had peace since
2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under the
Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a
few new moons.
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I
thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it
all..."