It was the stark silence that jolted me into consciousness. Reality had been screaming at me, her voice drowned out by the choir of chaos emitted from the city. From the depths, it’s impossible to discern the screams of pain from the shrieks of delight. Even after lockout, the city makes itself heard, speaking with the distant sirens and sound of money changing hands. 

My forehead collided with the dash board before I heard the tires screech. In an instant, my brain-waves expanded outwards with the energy of a universe rushing into existence. I was awake.

Deep Within

I didn’t become Huck Rogers overnight.

There’s still traces of The Man I Was Before, but the pieces are faint whispers, the echo’s of a past life bouncing of 
distant walls.

Accelerated by a cocktail of anger, 
emptiness and contempt, I journeyed
across the oceans, searching for the
gasoline to pour on the spark of
purpose contained within. 

In the outskirts of Downtown Los Angeles, that I reconnected with an old ally....

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