In the beginning, about 13.7 billion years ago, to be reasonably precise, there was a very, very small dot.
Halloween hasn’t quite arrived when Samuel Johnson calls in to the Abernathy’s as he attempts to get a head start on everyone else. Dressed as a ghost and accompanied by his dog, a little dachshund called Boswell, he in for a disappointing evening. Mr. Abernathy wants nothing to do with Samuel’s tricks nor with treats. He has plans for this evening. His wife found a book recently, and together with the Renfield’s they are about have some ‘fun’.
And this fun is timed to the Large Hadron Collider being tested, and might just bring about the end of the world. Not that they were attempting to do so, they were merely bored, and you know what they say about the devil and idle hands.