Everyone in the world has a time of day that’s sacred to them. Most consider it to be a blessing, but to many, it’s just as profoundly a curse. You see, there’s one minute in all of our lives that’s so much more than it appears. Some people experience it early in the day, others late at night. Before the sun has even fathomed to rise, or maybe just as it’s settling into the horizon. But for all of us, it’s there. That moment when the clock turns, and the rest of the world disappears. The 25th hour.
My name is Thomas Randall. I was born at 7:52PM on October 22nd, 2032, in Orange County, California. If we've been lucky enough to meet, then it's a pleasure to be writing to someone I know. If you don't know me, I ask that you come into this with an open mind. You're going to need it.