The local residents of Murmansk only know it as the chicken farm, or the chicken lab, most know from recent gruesome murders, where a pile of bloody bones and a few pairs of tiny red sunglasses is the only evidence, not to ask questions and to steer clear of anyone seen with a chicken.

Behind the razor wire and the under the ever present whirring of circling drones, Chickenbot Inc. is secretly building quantum computing, time traveling starship pilots in a novel and unsuspecting form, quickly populating both the future and the past with eager businessmen smuggling contraband and wealthy explorers who have a strange habit of always carrying their precious chickens with them wherever in spacetime they happen to appear.