What were you doing when you heard it? It was cloudy in this city that day. This city being the capital of Japan. The clouds hung heavy, gray lumps in the sky over the city, waiting to crush the people who braved the streets. Or maybe I was seeing symbolism in everything due to shock. Reports said some people got sick just hearing it. Many more reported for immediate therapy. When I heard it, I was in my car driving toward the airport with a passenger—the man with the business cards. <recollection> “Ever heard of a business card?” We were sitting in the classroom during recess time when Miach showed us a small piece of paper. It was rectangular, small enough to fit in the palm of your hand, and there were words on it: our school name, our class number, and in larger text below that, Miach Mihie. “Check it out. People used to use these to introduce themselves.” Cian grunted with interest and leaned forward to look at the paper where it lay atop Miach’s desk.
