Introduction

Six gateways to another world are torn throughout the fabric of Kepler, West Virginia. The citizens manning the outpost around town prepare themselves for whatever lies beyond these rifts. For three quarters of one second, Minerva finds herself uncharacteristically unprepared for what she sees through her portal. But it is not Sylvain. It is a chamber, antiseptic and cold illuminated from below by a pulsating, living dome of brilliant light.