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The Unseen Spectrum of Moments

Max slammed his hand on the table, making Frank and Goner look up from what they were doing. Frank was reading the paper, while Goner was doing a Soduku puzzle. 

"What's up?" Frank inquired.

Max ran his fingers through his hair before replying, "Still no word."

"Well, after all it's been only 12 hours," Frank replied. He had folded up the paper and placed it on the table. Beside the 13 clips that were loaded and ready for battle.

"Shouldn't there be a sign at least?" Max seemed more agitated than normal.

"What's up, Boss?" Goner asked; he noticed this as well.

"I'm not too sure," Max replied. "Something doesn't feel right at all."