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law of energy conservation. This was the law which stated
energy could neither be created nor be destroyed. Most theories and
ploys Isabelle had come across in her research possessed a
fundamental flaw. Something, however, about this particular idea
felt different to her. Isabelle couldn't put her finger on the
reason she believed in this particular concept, but deep inside,
her instinct told her to pursue it further. It was an ancient
concept, oddly enough. The young investigative journalist had found
several documents in her search that dealt with the atmospheric
phenomenon commonly known as Ball Lightning . Apparently it
wasn't lightning at all.
    Isabelle was hoping the new computer network
would help her find the information that could explain the mystery
of the luminous orb. She had looked outside conventional scientific
papers and studied a number of ancient texts and folklores of
people long gone and forgotten. The young journalist had gathered
her things for work, the most important of which were her folder
with the energy research and a thumb-drive that contained more
literature on the subject. Tonati entered through the open kitchen
to meet Isabelle. She gave the puma a kiss on his large nose.
    "I'll be back when it's dark. Keep the house
safe while I'm gone. I love you, Tonati."
    The cat made a sound of approval then headed
out into the garden. As Isabelle stepped into the garage, she
pushed a button that raised the door. The rays of the morning sun
bathed the area in golden light and reflected off a late-model Bug and an Enduro -motorcycle. For a moment, Isabelle
shifted her attention towards the bike. With a sigh, she looked at
the folder in her hand and turned towards her car. She opened the
door and tossed her bag and the folder on the passenger seat as she
was getting in. Isabelle started the system of her hybrid car.
    "Display least congested route to work."
    A projection of a map of Los Angeles and her
plotted course across town appeared on the windshield. The proposed
trip detoured several accidents and construction zones. The car
pulled out of the garage and Isabelle began her journey to the
Apophis media center. Her drive was taking her through the town’s
many residential areas. She mostly stayed off the busy main roads
and freeways. This saved Isabelle a lot of time in travel and she
enjoyed seeing the beauty the city had to offer. Palm trees lined
many of the roads she took, but today there was very little time to
take in the view. Instead, Isabelle's focus was on uncovering the
mystery of ball lightning.
    She plugged the thumb-drive into a spot in
the car's console. A list of documents ranging from folklore to
energy research appeared on her windshield while the map moved off
into a corner. Isabelle utilized the car's voice interface.
    "Display document Luminous
Baskets ."
    A report appeared. The first paragraph
read:
    The native American tail of luminous baskets
in the sky may hold the key to an alternate universe. This ancient
folklore referred to an atmospheric phenomenon known in the western
world as ball lightning.
    Before Isabelle could read any more, the
document disappeared from her screen and an error message flashed
in its place.
    File Does Not Exist
    Isabelle's attention was drawn in by traffic.
She brought her car to a sudden stop. An obese woman was cutting
across the street on an electric mobility device to catch a waiting
bus. Isabelle had little choice but to wait as the electric scooter
strained under the weight. The bus extended its ramp and dipped
notably as its heavy cargo rolled onboard.
    Isabelle was nearing the Apophis Media Center
where her office was located. The megalithic complex built in
several annulated rings housed offices and studios. The center was
occupied by a huge, circular soundstage. Several smaller yet still
sizable stages were nestled around its perimeter along office
towers and equipment storage. The buildings were all different
shades of yellow and orange. The