And so here it was.  With the ringing of the dismissal bell the time had come to step forward and embrace their chosen destinies.  Truly this should have been a glorious occasion, something to celebrate, the end of childhood and the beginning of adulthood.  But...not so thrilled was Daniella.  The march towards the machine, she couldn't think of any other comparison, other than a convicted criminal being led to the guillotine.  Her breath was short, her heart quivering behind her ribs, a small bead of perspiration she quickly swiped away from her forehead.  This was it, the time to decide their fates for the rest of their lives.  Happiness or sorrow, joy...or despair?

But also... it was the ripe time possibly to test Maxwell's theory...and to answer a long standing hypothesis of Daniella's, can life be determined just by a simple machine?