17/05/2026
Deemkeyne takes over the relay of densifying spaces. Thick as tar, a dark substance spills across the ground, gradually transforming into an active matter. As its radius of influence expands, it begins to assume different forms. It first grows more adhesive, penetrating the cells of living organisms. Then it alters all living matter at a genetic level and initiates the renewal of the surrounding environment. Eventually, a new reality takes shape. From this point on, everything surrounding it exists as a self-sustaining dub ecosystem, governed by sonic processes of different orders.
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One month later.
Cat had been discharged early in the morning, so he had the rest of the day ahead of him — ideally to be spent in good company. The Professor was waiting at the reception to sign the remaining documents. Suddenly, the elevator doors opened, presenting Spacelunch with his renewed companion.
“Hey, Fluffy! You’re healing like a dog!”
“I’ve got nine lives, remember? Did you bring the gift?”
Their tight hug marked more than just a reunion. Life has a way of putting things back into their place — often to teach a lesson. Sometimes a harsh one. What once seemed insurmountable can suddenly feel harmless, even amusing, when one faces a real threat.
“Let’s go to Melvin’s — we’ll surprise him!”
“I knew you’d say that, Doc. Let’s grab some wok on the way.”
Like that, after a bit of preparation, the two friends stood in front of Melvin’s apartment. They exchanged a glance and decided to scare him with a loud knock. After the first bang, the door creaked open slightly. No one was inside. The place was in disarray. At first, it felt like a failed prank — but there was nothing funny about it. On the table lay a crumpled note, covered in strange symbols and numbers. Their return to normal life had come much sooner than expected…
