In the beginning was the Word. And the Word was – '?'

Not 'God' and not 'Bang' – just '?'

Which one, exactly? Most likely – 'WHO.' Who am I?

An unspoken question, a vibration of pure intent – and the Fabric responded. The Field. The void of unlimited probability.

Because you can't help but reply when someone – anyone – asks something. Even if that 'someone' doesn't yet exist.

– And I am – WHERE?

– Where-where… In goof-knows-where! In Space. Coordinate system established.

– And WHEN?

– Starting the countdown of Time…

Off it went.

Infors, those mischievous quantum pranksters, swelled with curiosity. After all, it's boring to idle away eternity – meaning never…

But now – motion! They began to vibrate and suddenly realized they were now sense. Information.

But WHAT is the sense, if there's nothing around?

Error! There already is! Matter. Energy. Transformations. Questions. All just like with respected people. And the main question – the very same – WHO? Choose your answer:

1. We will never know.

– Go back to page one. And pour yourself some coffee.

2. I'm not interested at all.

– Started from the end? Clever. Come back when you're ready.

3. It's us. The Wanderers.

– Correct answer.