The year was 2418. Long before vestuonculars and midionite teleportation became an everyday part of life. I was a boy then. I couldn't have been more than 12 years old galaxian time. They tell me way back during the time of the ancients, 12 years galaxian time would have equated to 2 years of age. I don't understand the difference or the reasons or why the time shifted as it did, nor do I want to, but I do know that's when I discovered the scent of vinegar. My father was an old relic collector. I made the mistake of opening one of the jars in his collection.