At dinnertime on May 19th, 1998, ninety percent of America’s pagers went silent at once. Doctors, hospitals, gas pumps — all waiting on one satellite, 22,000 miles up, whose brain had just died. Its backup? Dead too. And nobody knew.
Doctor Warthan opens CASE FILE #002: the Galaxy IV blackout — the beeper empire that ran through one parking spot in the sky, the great rooftop re-pointing of America’s dishes, and the strangest murder weapon in the Society’s files: metal that grows whiskers.