Seeing that Pete had been silenced, at least for a moment, Doob tried to get back into his rhythm. "We’ll see an increasing number of meteorite impacts. Some will cause great damage. But overall, life is not going to change that much. But then"—he clicked again, and the plot bent sharply upward, turning white—"we are going to witness an event that I am calling the White Sky. It’ll happen over hours, or days. The system of discrete planetoids that we can see up there now is going to grind itself up into a vast number of much smaller fragments. They are going to turn into a white cloud in the sky, and that cloud is going to spread out."