## ENTRY #1 — (you)r first day. *Can you hear the sound of progress?* It's feet clamoring over a metal floor, loud voices pushing people where they had to be, ear-splitting sirens, whispers, rustling papers--. It's the sound of Project Fulminare's **Recognito** branch in the morning, when everyone and everything's waking up, or otherwise scarfing down pills to get there. The heart (nexus) is *stuffed*, and hundreds of humanoid cells flit down the veins of the building to keep it beating.....