Wednesday, 7:00 AM
I stride across this bleak wasteland cursing the putty that put my kind in this mess. Today is the 20-year anniversary of Lord Aaron bestowing his regular putty with the ability to think. At first it was heralded as a miracle of science. The putty mimicked our speech, a nice parlor trick. But then people started disappearing. When they reappeared, there was something wrong with them. We couldn't figure out what it was at first.