By Larurua
Plain Crystal Publishing Inc.

It started with an egg.

Seasoned sharply with spice and rolled in the coarse fiber of a particularly wily fox, the egg was buffed to a high sheen with sesame oil and Purple petals. The sum of conflicting smells was nearly unbearable.

Instead of a normal chicken incubation, Dr. Frafu carefully piled hot, freshly-smelted metal bars around the egg until the air sizzled and sparked in the heat.

Why Dr. Frafu did these strange things, no one could say. There were rumors of course, that after his first visit to the Rook Museum, the glitch had gone... strange. It was true that when he wasn't at home in his lab, he spent most of his time at the museum. He had stopped gathering his own supplies, and instead took to buying them in bulk from the auctions, shunning the company of his fellow glitchen.

But it was all going to pay off now, the good doctor thought. Now, when he could hear the sharp crackling of eggshell, he knew the time had come.