no triggers! please tell me if there needs to be any.

》THE ONE IN WHICH VIRGIL ISN'T EVEN KNOWN《

The door opened and shut at 0700 sharp, as it always had. The stone-faced man walked briskly down the hallway as he always had. He drove to his workplace ad he always had.

But today was different. Today... it didn't feel right. There was something wrong.

The man pulled over and called in sick for the first time in years. They asked if he would be working from home, but no. Today he would not be.

Pulling back into the road, he drove. And drove. Drove as much as he deemed necessary. At one point he saw a man running, which seemed absurd to him. It was pouring out rain, for Tesla's sake!

No matter, he had to focus. But on what? He didn't know why he was doing this. All he knew is that today was different.

And he was going to find out just how different it was.

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He parked next to a gas station about an hour later. It was dark. It was drab. And it was still raining.

Out of a moment of desperation, he reached into his backseat and put his emergency hoodie on. It was still quite big, as he had intended. He felt... safer. The normally robotic man was relaxed, sinking into his seat with a rare smile.

He saw a man come out of the alleyway after a bit. He started to run away.

How odd, he thought. For that was the same man he saw earlier.

What in science's name was this peculiar man doing?