Edinburgh wasn't the only place that rained heavily.
It was almost like God was celebrating the success of the collider 360,000 kilometers away in space. The skies over New York City were covered with clouds, raining heavily in the early mornings.
As raindrops smashed onto the gray pavement, a man wearing a large jacket walked through the gate of Stony Brook University, crossed the road, and walked all the way to the Brookhaven National Laboratory.
Professor Whittle was sitting in his office and drinking coffee. He had his back facing his desk as he looked at the rain outside his window, lost in thought.
He came to his office early in the morning, and he felt like he had forgotten something important, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember what it was.
He took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and suddenly, he heard a knock outside his door. He turned around in his office chair and spoke.
"Come in."
The door opened.
