It’s been a quiet day in Hermosa, nothing has seemed out of the ordinary. But of course, if you believe that, you must be new. Maurice’s disappearance also was discovered on a quiet day, as you all know.
The residents of Hermosa were enjoying their morning. Some were getting ready to go to work, others were just getting home. Most were still asleep. But Kryptos and Konos were wide awake when the impossible happened.
The air filled with the sweet tinge of electricity when the scratchy broadcast began:
❝Kryptos, are you seeing what I’m seeing?❞
❝Did the Creator pull a prank on us this morning?❞
❝As if he was that funny. No, Kryptos. Look at the Zenith. Who are they?❞
❝f I was stupid I’d say they were just some kids messing around.❞
❝There’s still a debate on that.❞
❝Anyways. What does this mean, Konos? We have new residents? Intruders? No one just emerges from the Zenith. That’d be silly.❞
❝Silly indeed, but it seems like we’re in for a ride. Hope they like diners and drama.❞













