...Something had happened in the city of Marshank. There was no sound. There was no flash. It seemed like a normal December evening. There was just this subtle subconscious feeling which crept into their minds and caused them to ponder.
Some were asleep at the time, and some chose to disregard the feeling. For a select few, however, this tickle produced an instinct: look into the night sky for an answer. They didn't know why they looked up, and they didn't ask why. They just suddenly felt the urge to search into the stars for the answer to a subconscious question which they didn't really ask. What they found was more.
Something in the night sky had caused an inexplicable change in them. A seed was planted. For some, roots that existed in a world beyond reality sprang through the mind at an exponential rate. For others, the seed lay dormant, waiting for nourishment. Though they looked the same and seemed to act the same, something had made these individuals different from the rest of humanity...