Snippet #2308074

---Earth, 3 years before present---
[Time until VIRUS Incident = 6 days, 13 hours, 58 minutes, 31 seconds]

Standing on an above platform, Solomon looked forward, shifting his gaze to the left, then to the right. People were here, working, building, all for a common goal: the construction and completion of a unifying Virtual Reality. It had already been implimented unto the world, but now it was being perfected. Soon, the system would be complete. Parting a bit of his auburn hair, the man looked out. A smile creased his lips as he folded his arms over his chest. It was finally happening, the world would be togetehr, and finally, at peace. He was normally a very bitter, withdrawn person, but, the thought of a true, united utopia where the world had true peace brought that rare smile to his face.

Shifting a bit, he scanned the crowd for the vibrant crimson hair of Caliamara. She was one of the few people that he trusted and confided in. Besides, why not mess with her a little bit? "Where are you hiding...?" He muttered in a playful tone, shifting a bit as he moved to head down the stairs leading to the work floor.