[ WP ] The year is 2170 . The air is no longer safe to breathe , courtesy of hundreds of genetically engineered CRISPR viruses all capable of altering human DNA within seconds . A cult of clean air worshippers decides to venture out into the open and remove all their masks at once

The Clean-Air cult had the grace to wait on their experiment until the satellites and cameras of the rest of the world ( Or, more accurately, the rest of the survivors ) managed to get in to place. Once the confirmation was received, the dozens of cult members slowly ventured out in to their untamed mountainous surroundings, unchanged for thousands of years. 
 
 After a count of five, the thick masks dropped to the ground, initially in ones and two, but then in a rush. With bated breath, ironically, the cult members and the audience behind the cameras waited to see the results. And then it struck, just as they were warned, at first the oldest members collapsed, then the children, and after no more than two minutes, even the strongest adults had fallen to the ground. 
 
 Fortunately for all involved, the cult members did not remain conscious as the changes took place. Their skin seemed to melt and their bodies jerked as they were riven with unpredictable changes. Fully half of the cameras on the scene zoomed out until it was impossible to see the details of the disturbing images taking place on the ground beneath them. 
 
 Every member of the audience however was still riveted on the scene, trying to determine what the result would be of the tragic experiment. Only a couple of people noticed the stranger occurrence happening above, as an unfamiliar white, spherical ship blasted through the sky being chased by two missiles. 
 
 Just as suddenly as it appeared, it was gone. The strangeness increased still when the two missiles, almost in contact with the ship, were replaced by two objects completely incongruous with that time and place. 
 
 Before the poor souls of the Clean-Air cult could finish their transformation, a large blue whale landed on them, crushing every single one with a seemingly mournful sound. Shortly after, a small bowl of petunias landed nearby too, not before thinking the phrase `` Oh no, not again...''. 
 
 As the world looked on in a mix of horror, relief and disgust, the scene stilled, the snow settled, and the gore cooled. 
 

