Epilogue
THE SKY-FILLING disk of the dim yellow-orange sun was just rising on the east coast of the northern continent when the new universe was discovered. The Hive Mind’s latest breed of extra-dimensional Lookers signaled the find, triggering rapid transmissions that rose to a screaming pitch on all frequency bands as communications from separated components stitched across the planet. The Hive Mind gave orders. Resources must be refined, machines must be constructed, energy banks must be recharged, a new strategy of conquest must be put into place. Workers all over the planet scurried to fulfill their tasks, refining materials, producing parts, assembling machines, simulating alternate courses of action, making ready for the next great attempt at Hive colonization.
The End