They had been finally worn out with their new toys, their grandparents' daylong visit, and the late Christmas Eve church service the evening before. M... wife, Cindy, had asked me to clean up the wrapping paper and packages strewn about the tree while she drove her parents back to their home in Mt. Norton, about thirty miles distant.I paused in my primary activity to scan the living room, with its wrapping and ribbon scattered about as though a tornado had just ripped through it. This had been a. They adorned the entirety of the corridors. They were navigational charts that spanned the entire planet, each wall covered a different area but all were connected by a series of lines. The scale of it was enormous.“Okay. This later ... time to get out,” Max said and started to look around at the passages around him. “Come on Max ... think ... yeah.”Max moved over to the wall and touched his hand to the wall, to an area that was mostly blank space so that he wouldn’t damage any of the designs.. I’ve been so depressed. That was my first week as Matt Steiner’s assistant. That’s how it went. The job, of course, is not difficult—I can do it with my eyes closed. Matt was so rude to me the whole time. I don’t like to be treated that way. I’m not saying he has to be nice to me all the time, but still. He could have at least acknowledged my existence a little more. Evidently he doesn’t like me. Either that or he’s an anti-social freak. My friend, Ben, called me this morning and asked if. This meat is artificial protein grown in a vat but to the citizens of Central City is all they have ever known.“I have Neu-Bacon, Tuscan Steak, and Roast Protosaur,” the augment hawks her wares. She is a living food dispenser and nothing more. DNA samples of various animals are used as the basis to create these meats – no one alive today remembers what the original meat tasted like.Some say the Dinosaur meat tastes exactly like Chicken. If only they had ever tasted real Chicken before they went.