As I left the parking lot I could hear a faint humming. It could’ve been the belts but the engine seemed so far away at this point. Maybe it was my mind. I could picture the impulses jumping from one synapse to another as they churned out thoughts. I was lost among them but I knew two truths. First, they had been watching for quite a long time. Second, it was time to take action. I had not chosen the endeavor of heralding a new age of peace to the world, but I had been chosen. The media said so, even if no one else had seen the connections.