One day, we saw an immense, dark bird gliding over the valley. It started dropping something—eggs, maybe?<BR><BR>The "eggs" contained some kind of proto-argons that joined together in different combinations. Argons that self-assemble. Troubling.<BR><BR>We've run out of food, and the argons have poisoned everything here, so we can't forage.<CLOSEPAGEBUTTON>Put message away.</CLOSEPAGEBUTTON>