Across the planet, people have become acquainted with abrasions on the fabric of spacetime. Despite that, the public response is little more than a slight curiosity, as few people care about the occasional rip in reality when you have superheroes, villains, and all sorts of things running around everyday. Joshua was one of such people, fascinated on what could possibly be beyond that void, yet he held to the fact that curiosity killed the cat and forgot that satisfaction brought it back. What do you do when one minute, you're at work, and the next you're being spat out in a place that could be halfway across the universe?