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September 8, 2044- Thursday

“Here is your ticket, Rise,” says Agent Zen, handing the last ticket in his hand.

All the other teammates have left onboard their own flights hours earlier on different flights, of course. People are crowded around them inside of the airport made of flexible glass and steel. Rise takes the ticket and finds a seat near his gate. He looks back to look for Agent Zen, but his figure is nowhere to be found among the crowd. Rise is left alone, as if waiting to find cameras pointed at him, he checks before turning on his phone to call his mom and dad.