Reunion
Tyson was walking through his city, looking through his contacts as a sort of spring cleaning. Â He came across one that he was sure he remembered, but couldnât place the name.
âWho the frick frack is âbaneofpoeâ?â he asked aloud.  He decided to call and find out.  As the phone gave its ringback, he struggled for words to say. Â
âHey, Iâd lost my memories recently and I guess theyâre not all there yet because I donât remember youâ.
That sounded dumb...but it seemed he wouldnât have long to script his words, as he heard a phone ring just as he started dialing. Â Correlation did not always indicate causality, but still...he pinged the source of the ring with his Technopathy. Â Same number he was dialing, just on the other end. Â Baneofpoe was somewhere in the crowd of people.
What were the odds?















