
Just another Tuesday in the bustling heart of Metro City. Fletcher thought he was finally going to get through a whole coffee without a catastrophe. He was wrong. Reality had other plans.
“Woah, Fletch! Check *that* out! Is that... a cloud? Or is the sky glitching? <br> IRIS: Okay, definitely not a cloud. And definitely glitching. <br> FLETCHER: Iris, move back. Get behind cover. Thats no glitch. Thats a tear. And its getting bigger.”

