Lance Fontaine had spent the evening wandering and talking to others who had come to the Coliseum for answers. It was just before dawn when he saw Dimitri again. Kara, Dimitri and he had a long conversation a few hours ago. It would be good to hear what they may have learned since then. Lance walked over to Dimitri who was huddled in a small group of people watching a large-screen TV through an open door. Lance was intrigued that a TV was working at all under the circumstances.<br/><br/>â€œHey, Dimitri,â€ he said pleasantly as he stepped up. â€œTâ€™sup?â€<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Also, it appears that cell phone signals and internet signals all over the world have stopped working. Scientists and technicians alike are baffled by this sudden happening. Some are questioning what will be the next bit of our culture will be wiped from existence? What else will be miraculously restored? And more importantly, what does this all mean?"</span><br/><br/>â€œThis keeps getting weirder and weirder,â€ Lance commented off-handedly, whispering to avoid drowning out the TV. â€œHey have you heard anything about some kind of prophecy coming true? Some people were talking about it but I didnâ€™t get all the details. Something about a king, or whatever? Have you heard anything?â€<br/><br/>The rumor mill was working overtime on the streets, and Lance had no idea what to believe. If there was someone roaming around with answers, though, he wanted to find them. Even though he was thoroughly taken aback by recent events, Lance felt oddly connected to him. He instinctively felt as if he had been born to take part in what happened next â€“ whatever that wasâ€¦