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  1. January 31, 2014 Sam Soma's office Sam's lunch break was just coming to an end when reality itself tore apart in one corner of her office as between her bookshelves and desk a shape simply appeared out of the air. First it was a sphere larger than a man, one that seemed cut out of the air, as if the air had been replaced with perfectly clear glass, then the nearly-transparent shape bowed outward into an elongated cylinder that gradually began to glow and hum - until at last in a flash of light, a weird figure appeared riding a fantastic machine. Tall, blonde, and muscled like an Olympian god beneath his red shirt and skin-tight black pants, his face was briefly hidden by red goggles over his eyes as he bounded from his seat. The craft he'd rode in looked like an open flight cockpit to Sam's experienced eyes, albeit one adorned with fantastic displays and glowing machinery far beyond the reach of the technology of the 21st century, complete with a seat in front and another in the rear. "Sam Soma," the man said in a firm tenor voice that might have led an aria as well as commanded an army, "My name is Dr. Tomorrow, and history needs you!" He extended a hand. "Will you help me?"
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