REBIRTH. END CYCLE - 5638 A.D.

I looked around only to realize I had no eyes through which to look. I could “see,” but it wasn’t with any sense of sight. Waves of light didn’t travel through an ocular globe, eventually hitting cones and cylinders on the surface of a retina to be converted to images by my brain. Instead, the information was getting fed directly to me. Unfiltered, untreated, uncontrolled. I saw blue.

It was as such for all my senses. I. . .

Keep moving at a good pace, but not too fast. Don't draw attention and you might lose them. There's only two, like always, and they don't seem that bright. Just follow the crowd, keep your head down, and —

"There he is! Black trench coat!"

Manny only barely heard the first of his pursuers over the chatter on the street and the sound of the heavy traffic, but it was enough that his previous plan was no longer valid. Now he had to move.

He chanced one glimpse over his sho. . .