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The Navarro household was no stranger to strange occurrences. Today the television in the living room was always tuned to a world news channel. A man was reporting strange instances in Egypt.

Citizens were reporting strange occurrences, people seeing things that weren’t there, or suddenly looking in one direction for extended periods of time, all accompanied by a strange gold light.

“Serious question: Does she need to eat a lot after any fight where she uses those lasers?”

Sidney squinted at her screen to try and get a better look at Angela’s current projects. If only there was a way she could reach through the screen and get her hands on that tech. Since technology hadn’t found a way to make that happen yet, she guessed she was going to have to plan a trip to Japan if she wanted to see those projects for herself.

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It was just like that dream, the one Daisy had almost forgotten about.  Running through the halls, hoping someone was there, finding no one, not even a group of people who’d picked a bad time to try to throw a surprise party.  Everyone on base had just…vanished, leaving Daisy with a handful of takeout burritos.

Scratch that.  It looked like most of the world had just vanished.  There was nobody on the 24-hour news sites.  Nobody was answering their phones (although Elena’s was just going straight to voice mail anyway).  Even the secret Rising Tide chatrooms were empty, or at least silent.

Okay.  How do I hack CNN to broadcast a message?  Daisy took a bite of a burrito, even though this was really no time to be eating.  But then…not everyone watched CNN.  “I’d have to be at the studio.  Not doing that again, even if I don’t have to fight my way through Hydra.  So,” she continued, “How do I get everyone who might be out there to contact me?  What do you know, you’re just a burrito,” she sighed, before it came to her.

After a little hacking, a text message went out on the emergency network, to every mobile phone that had emergency alerts enabled–This is Daisy Johnson of SHIELD.  If anyone’s out there, please contact me, followed by her phone number.

As soon as the message had crossed her phone, Angela had sent a message back to this SHIELD Agent. 

“This is Angela Zeddemore, of the Ghostbusters Tokyo Branch. Almost everyone in Tokyo is gone. Am gearing up for what comes next.” She sends a photo of her business and one of her with her gear to prove that she’s not just some cosplayer.

“Yes!”  Someone answered!  Although the ominous ending to the message was less than heartening, the fact that she wasn’t the only person left on the entire planet made up for it, a little.  

[text]  What do you mean, “what comes next”?  I’m completely in the dark over here, I’m working with readings I don’t understand very well on all this science stuff.  The people who would be able to translate it into normalese are missing, too.