#deepfates

Aura sat alone drinking her coffee at the Timewave Diner off Highway 581, thinking over the day's events.  She had snapped at the other staff at the research and publications division of Deep Corp and threatened to quit. The organizational structure of Deep Corp was a mess, and it was clear that working over the holidays was getting to her. Communications were awry, and the entire division was being forced to rely on cryptic hints from their boss about how to proceed.

Deep Corp was the most chaotic agency she'd ever worked for. Yet, when Aura reflected on everything that had happened since she'd been recruited into the program, she could only marvel that every single ridiculous, unlikely thing she had foretold would unfold on their path to a brighter future had already come to pass. Now she was charged with transcribing the absurd series of events that had transpired. Although there had been trials, the past year had been one of the most magical of her life, and she couldn't bring herself to leave just yet.