Marta Banister was an entomologist who had recently been suffering through long bouts of depression. This morning, a wasp struggling in a spider web happen to catch her eye. It was a female Vespula vulgaris, a social little creature about to become dinner for an arachnid. It was scientific policy never to interfere with natural order but dammit, she could relate to the poor insect’s dilemma. Seconds after she freed it, the wasp stung her hand. In that brief moment, both Marta Banister and the wasp felt very much alive.