The Gospel of Tundras Part 1

Inside the food court of The Lapse, some time in the past. Masha, Irina, Atticus, Larissa, and Finnegan gather to eat breakfast together.

— Don’t you just love the smell of fried crab meat in the morning. — Said Irina.

— Not really. — Said Masha.

— Hate it, matter of fact. — Said Finnegan.

— What are you man, some kind of crabcist? — Said Larissa.

— Crabcist? — Said Atticus.

— You’re too young for that, Imperium. — Said Irina.

This, one year into the job for the adults. The boy Atticus had only been around for three months now. Liver had announced in the past week, that the Ballada would be getting a new member. With whom he was outside, in a briefing.

— It’s not about the crabs! It’s about the message. — Said Finnegan.

— Crabs carry hidden messages now? — Said Masha.

— What the hell kinda idiot do you take me for?! I’m talking about the company’s message. Think of the impact they have on society!

— What is their message? Eat crabs? — Said Atticus.