The Building

OmniCloud headquarters - Chicago, IL.

There's a building that stands tall and curved, huddling over us like it knows what we're going to do before we do it. It's said to have the kind of power and prowess of a lethal virus, slowly infecting its host entity. 

I know this because everyone knows this, though it's never publicly announced. It's underground... but not really. Sort of like Google's slogan to disavow evil. 

OmniCloud has an order to the way they run press coverage. And none of it includes Q&A.

Michele got a job right out of college; from Michigan Tech to the workforce. They hired her and her skillset with a base starting salary of $80k at a time where those resources were typically reserved for MIT graduates. She managed code for an undisclosed project in the world of VR. (Sources point towards their GPS project, Gateway, rivaling Google's Street View.) It was canned after they lost their top executive to a heart attack.

But before that happened, Tyler, her boyfriend at the time, made Michele tell him about it over drinks one night. She was just buzzed enough to oblige. She was fired within the week. On a Thursday. 

Never found out how they learned of it, either. She was escorted out into the concourse above and vowed off men altogether. 

See, Michele knew about the cancer before the planet did. And when she looked up to see the parabola of reflected sky, she understood the universe was doing her a favor. She'd reciprocate eventually -- when the curve came back to her.