Chronicles of the Chrome Visitor

Previously

…It wasn't Gay, not exactly, but it was a tangible piece of their shared, bizarre adventure. A reminder that sometimes, the most extraordinary things could happen to the most ordinary of people, especially when they were armed with a calculator and a willingness to embrace the utterly improbable. He slipped the shard into his pocket, right next to his wallet, a secret he would carry, a silent testament to the day the disco ball descended and changed his world, one dazzling, chaotic, glitter-filled moment at a time. The quiet hum of the shard was a promise, a whisper of possibilities, a subtle suggestion that perhaps, just perhaps, his adventures on Earth were far from over.