In a different universe, on a different line of time, a group of elderly Worthers looked victorious. Their experiment was finally starting to become interesting.
A man in an alley, caressing his stomach, could have sworn he saw a small dark creature rushing by him and disappear under a brand new BMW. "It's happening... it's about to happen... I'll have to hurry, only three more days..." the man mumbled, after which he hurried away, desperately looking for a phonebooth.
(to be continued...)