The world we know has split in two. One is simple, quaint, familiar. Each day a sunrise and some honest work. Later, a few laughs on the back porch at sunset. A see-you-tomorrow type world. For some, this is still the only world that exists. 

Elsewhere, unmarked buildings pop up overnight like moonflowers. In a lightspeed world of noise and traffic, being inconspicuous is the best defense.  And enforcing a secret security clearance is the best insurance. Labyrithine hallways lead to impossible laboratories. Utterly undisturbed, the rate of innovation curves ever upward. But what can become of such a place? A world within a world, unchecked by the decency of daylight. A place where finishing touches are just now being applied to Prototype 7c: Megalotron.