The Discord Gate burns, pulsing once to discharge a blob of stable strangelets that have consumed the tiny world of Eris, converting its mass into strange matter a tenth of its previous size.

Was it an accident?
Did the Factors have something to do with it, or worse yet the TITANs?

Is this yet another Fermi filter in action?

Firewall dispatches a team of sentinels to the observation city put in place by the scientists of Titan. The team is comprised of the amateur, the experienced, and the downright strange in ways that posthumanity isn’t generally cool with.

The year is AF 15, and this is XTHREAT 0354: Doctor, It Burns When I Be.

Doctor, It Burns When I Be

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