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When the machine was revealed which could predict the day of an individual's death, it was greeted with a mixture of disbelief and uproar. It proved to be accurate however, and so a strange and burgeoning business arose. In many major cities particular shops offered access to the machine, and bars and coffeehouses were constantly filled with animated discussions of whether one should or shouldn't use it, or even had the courage at all. There were those who not only used it, but would check repeatedly, attempting to see if actions they took in between could change the date the machine would spit out. Eventually word of this new technology traveled to the most remote ends of the planet. At a isolated outpost deep in the Himalayas, two Catholic priests stationed on special assignment registered human movement from atop one of the mountains. They were there on 6 year shifts, as had been all their predecessors going back several centuries, and for one purpose only: to monitor if the Wandering Jew currently living in isolation in the mountains made any movement. And indeed, he was descending the range for the first time in the hundreds of years since, tired and disgusted with humanity and it's never ending propensity towards violence, he had retired to the Tibetan mountain of Kailash to meditate in peace and have no more to do with man. The Wandering Jew was of course immortal, having been damned to never die until the day of Christ's return in penance for mocking Jesus during Hi