Per 
06·15·2042
BLACKOUT DAY
As always, the Foundation were the first to know when everything had gone wrong.
Nobody really noticed that the Sun took a little longer than usual to rise that morning. It was a Sunday, and those few who had risen early for their church services and Sunday jobs were still brewing their coffee. Schools were closed for the Summer recess, traffic was quite scarce, and nobody really minded that the sky had been filled with stars for an hour or so longer than the day before.
Somewhere, a few meteorologists and weather stations picked up on the peculiarity of the event. A number of them wrote articles for the daily broadsheets, hoping to cash in on the spectacle of 'the day the Sun was late' when the papers were distributed in the morning. Quiet concerns rippled through the Internet, but were buried by skepticism and apathy from detractors who had no way of knowing the severity of the situation. For the most part, nobody knew anything was amiss.
The men and women of the Foundation moved silently and with haste under the feet of the early risers. Already, worldwide Foundation sources had
