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<p>Hanne holed up in her office for a while, working on some of her latest constructs. While the house had been littered with little <em>objets d&rsquo;art</em> from her explorations, I&rsquo;d requested that she stick to her office for working on this current trend of oneiro-impressionism. Something about the in-progress constructs hurt my eyes, and a few had led to migraines, even for her. Objects that brought the dream basis of the System into stark reality presented their own challenges.</p>
<p>Meanwhile, I spent some time catching up on reading. I&rsquo;d fallen into the habit of literary analysis and critique some decades back, and had become a habit of mine to post on the feeds. Over they ears, I had picked up my own audience.</p>
<p>I tried not to think about how much of that audience was missing.</p>
<p>The only break from the norm, other than those few spates of emotional overwhelm, were the occasional updates from Sedge and Dry Grass. Many of these boiled down to simple numbers. The more </p>
<p>The only break from the norm, other than those few spates of emotional overwhelm, were the occasional updates from Sedge and Dry Grass. Many of these boiled down to simple numbers. The more the responses flowed in, the better the picture we got as to the extent of the damage to Lagrange.</p>
<p>The news remained grim, as the total percentage of lost instances hit one percent and varied little.</p>
<p>Twenty-three billion dead.</p>
<p>Billion. With a &lsquo;B&rsquo;.</p>
<p>The numbers boggled the mind. The percentage of my friends that had disappeared overnight remained well below: of the more than two hundred I checked in with, Benjamin was the only one missing. Even if I counted Marsh, the total number was less than that. Hanne tallied up similar results: Shu and one other, <!-- TODO -->, could not be reached. They, like so many other, were unavailable to ping and listed as &lsquo;no longer extant&rsquo; on the perisystem directory.</p>
<p>The directory was a deliberately vague bit of software. It could not provide a listing of all instances, could not run aggregates on all of the data, would not provide a running tally on the number of instances living within Lagrange.</p>
<p>&ldquo;It is both a technological and a social problem,&rdquo; Dry Grass explained when asked. &ldquo;The technology to provide that list would not be insignificant to implement, given some of the core mechanics of the System. We do not live in a database that can be queried so broadly. The social aspect is that we decided early on that we simply did not want that to be the case. We did not want that one would be able to discover random individuals, to hunt for old enmities on which to act. Privacy concerns here are of a different breed.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Unsatisfying, but at least understandable.</p>
<p>So we sat and did what we had done nearly every day for years and years now. Hanne tooled around with impossible shapes and colors that appeared different from every person, objects that could not be discussed, while I read trashy novels and took notes in an exocortex.</p>
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