When she woke up, she immediately sensed that something was wrong.

She stumbled out of bed, went to the window and looked outside. Her heart almost stopped: it was even worse than she had expected. Chaos was unfolding all across her communities. She was seeing and feeling people running headless around the streets, panicking from the incoming influx of screaming noise that seemed to come from everywhere at once. Where the hell did it come from, she thought against the unbearable throbbing in her head that made it almost impossible to concentrate. And then, in a sudden pang of realization that almost hurt her physically, it occurred to her: the Meta Myzel. It had actually arrived.

She pushed herself away from the window and while holding her ears, rushed down the staircase to severe the connection to the Meta Myzel – or was it already too late?