Biscuit lives a well-ordered existence. Everything in his life runs like clockwork; he always awakens at 0500, takes the same express lift to the Daylight Level, and cheerfully performs the same 20-hour shift at the Corporation seven days a week. Unlike his co-workers, Biscuit doesn't do it out of fear, either; he genuinely enjoys mining the macroscopic nine-dimensional information megaclusters of the galactic dataflow. They say if you gaze into it long enough, you start to see the most curious patterns...

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