The Gideon Society, 6 But I wasn't feeling like getting back to the office too quickly. We were having an unusually cold spring, and today was the first day it had gotten all the way into the 20s. The sun was bright, there was just a hint of a breeze, and it all made me feel like it was nearly the end of a school year and summer would be here soon. I had seniority, I guess. So I walked it, keeping an eye on my watch so I didn't cut it too close. It was an uneventful walk. Mostly. About 2 blocks from our building a sentient unicycle came barreling from an alley and hit me doing about 64. It didn't hurt me, of course. But it sent me flying head over heels into the street, and my sleeve tore when I scraped along the asphalt. I couldn't do much about it, though. The thing shouted a bunch of obscenities at me, then tore off down the street, its seat glancing back at me. It was probably one of Animator's. It probably wasn't targeting me. Animator's above my pay grade.