“When I was young, my imagination would run wild, and my dreams were unbearably real. I wrote a story once about extraterrestrials who froze us in time long enough to remove every technology from our midst to return us to a simpler state, a sort of anthropology experiment to influence humanity for its own good. Chaos ensues instead of unity; humans resort to barbarism out of insecurity and misanthropic self-loathing. The aliens shake their heads, their hopes for us dashed, and we begin our assent toward doom again. As time wore on, I eventually repressed the vivid dreams, forgot the story, but realized then that what happened in my mind was real, whether evident to others or not.” – Nick Savoy
Xander Investigates Nick’s Disappearance
