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than a whisper.
    “Marques Grey is my grandfather.”
    Monson did his best to keep the emotion out of his voice.
    “Casey, click on that link.”
    Casey’s apprehension came through clearly as he spoke. “Grey, are you sure that’s a good idea?”
    Monson considered the question. “No, but I think it’s something that needs to be done.”
    He smiled. “Besides, it’s on the Internet. I’ll probably hear about it anyway. Might as well get it from the source.”
    Casey reluctantly clicked the link. The high-speed connection picked up the feed, loading a second browsing tab and a video player. The video started after a few seconds with the title, “Gossip Guy Presents,” fading in from the black background., The screen changed and new words appeared: “Marques Grey and the Horror of Baroty Bridge.”
    An anchorperson sat behind a desk in a massive newsroom. Monson instantly recognized him; it was Derek Dayton.
    The camera zoomed in sharply on Derek. A furious expression blazed from his face. He smiled devilishly.
    “The one responsible for the attack on Baroty Bridge is none other than Marques Grey.”
    Monson cringed as anger and shock bubbled within him. Artorius, Casey and Brian all looked at him with concern.
    “Good morning, Coren University, and welcome to Coren’s All Access.” The rest of Derek’s words were drowned out by Monson’s strengthening voice.
    “What’s Coren’s All Access?”
    Casey chuckled slightly, though it sounded forced.  “Grey, I swear you purposely remain ignorant sometimes.”
    “Actually, it’s not surprising, Casey - Grey doesn’t have the same floor responsibilities that we do,” interjected Artorius.
    “The All Access is a news channel that plays in the morning on each floor.  It’s been around for a couple of years. Derek is the anchorman and president of the club that runs the station. Most people don’t pay much attention to it - they consider it kind of a joke.”
    Derek’s scornful voice drew their attention. They turned back towards the monitor. 
    “Our special topic is a sad and tragic one. An event that broke the heart of a nation and her citizens as it affected them in the most brutal of manners. This story is one of righteous anger directed at those who dare call themselves human after causing this horrific event.”
    A flinty glint made its way into Derek’s eyes as he paused, probably intending to increase the tension. He continued his oration.  “I’m Derek Dayton and this is a Coren University All Access News Network exclusive report on the horror of Baroty Bridge.”
    Music began and a parade of credits played across the web player. When the image paused, everyone looked at Casey.
    “You paused the player.” Monson’s voice sounded hollow in his throat. “Why?”
    Casey fidgeted, playing with the mouse in his hand. “You sure you want to watch this? We don’t have to.”
    “I know.” Monson ran a shaky hand through his hair. “It’s OK. Go ahead.”
    Casey nodded reluctantly and restarted the player. Lines of moving credits scrolled quickly, then Derek started speaking again. Different images flashed in the upper right-hand corner as he did.
    “This last May was supposed to be an epic time in the history of North America and the world. It was the time, the quickening hour, when the Artificial Island Project was to go live, changing the world for the better. The Artificial Island Project was a newly created landmass stabilized off the coast of the northwestern United States. Using classified technology, the Island chain, consisting of ten islands, was literally raised from the depths of the ocean, giving the people of the world a new outlet for life and discovery. These islands and the technology that created them were the result of billions of dollars of investment by the American and Canadian governments and private industry. It was to be the new center for the Canadian/American coastal power station, providing a home for the first