The event horizon had begun. What started aeons ago was coming full circle. The arc light stood unwavering, a dragon’s eye opening from an ancient slumber to slice through the inky black curtain of space, revealing the immense darkness through which we ourselves slept. The passengers on this vessel had no reckoning of their wayward journey. The planet had been doomed from the outset. Circling the whirlpool of time until it was swallowed whole by the beast, with a silent final gasp. The scientists called it the Big Crunch, light consuming the darkness until it goes out with a bang.