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The Unification Coffee

He awoke in the confines of a seedy hotel room. His eyes adjusting to the predawn light. He reached for a cigarette that was on the nightstand beside his bed.

Outside the noise of the city was building, as the city's veins began to pump lifeblood into the downtown core. Though realities shifted things mainly stayed the same. 

There was a rap on the door. 

Max got up and peered through the peep hole to see Mayganne holding a tray of coffee. Max unbolted the door and turned the handle open. Mayganne entered. 

"Mornin' Max," she said as she placed the tray down on the table. "I didn't know what you like with your coffee so I brought a mix." 

Max had sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled on his jeans. "Thanks. What's on the agenda for today?" 

"Luger is at the library at the moment, downloading some information. It seems that as shifts occur there might be residue effects. Data, information, glitches," Mayganne said as she got a coffee and took a drink. "It seems that whatever is occurring events change and re-change but some embedded elements remain the same." 

"So how long have you been shifting?" Max inquired. 

Mayganne paused for a moment upon reflection. "I think I became aware about five years ago." 

It was Max's turn to pause. "Five years?" 

Max took his cup of coffee and didn't add anything to it; he opened the tab and took a long swig. 

"And you?" Mayganne inquired. 

Max shrugged and said, "Since the beginning..."