MGF Mafia 2.0: The Matrix

[starschwar]

Night. An ambiguous concept. Reality had not known sun nor stars in hundreds of years. The sky was scorched permanently, necessitating the Matrix's existence to begin with. The notion that the sky itself was once a beautiful blue is, at best, supposition. And the Sentinels were out there. They were searching. Perhaps they were closing in to doom the Pequod's crew. In other words: It was going to be a typical night.