From the time that society realised that there was more to the world than the basic boundaries that limited it to the edges of the dark, it has been the need for, or fear of, knowledge that has driven the world to discover or deny the very facts of our existence.

At the cosmic level of this story, this thirst for facts doesn’t even register except for the wholly alien pleasure so plainly to be found in erasing all those facts already discovered and thereby preventing a whole planet from spinning any more.

But we as humans are present at a much more personal level and so once again we are confronted by the simple truth of one man who only knows one thing now; that everything he has ever known is wrong.

A simple truth indeed.