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I. Prolouge

In three, very different homes, three, very different couples lay in three, very different beds. They had three, very different lives, and it was three, very different times of day, but the coming, cataclysmic event was of the selfsame stuff in all three, very different situations, and three of the six young men lay blissfully unaware.