He was a non-believer, primarily because his parents had died on a pilgrimage, after a cloud burst.
His grandmother often told him stories, about how God called them straight to Heaven, riding on a pink mushroom-shaped cloud, and he smirked in disbelief.
Today, the nuclear scientist knew that a reactor had exploded on that day, and his mission was to research the cause.
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