You might have been forgiven if you thought that there was a giant yellow wood chipper out besides the glass window, spewing out a horizontal stream of debris at full blast. That’s how intense the mayhem was. Inside however, it was quiet. JN, Director of the Albert Einstein Institute for Gravitational Physics at Potsdam, Germany, was waxing philosophical as he stood gazing at the enormous, ivory moon that shone brightly into the tall, armoured glass window. “Beautiful Selene, the moon goddess. Who would have thought she would one day be responsible for the end of the world?” He said almost…

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