All Strannik knew when he woke up, is that his head hurt...bad. No
specific recollections flashed upon his mind. It must have been
one hell of a party. His senses started to fade in from black.
"No, I must still be dreaming" He thought, "The lights and sounds
are wrong"
He forced his concentration a bit, feeling his tongue with his
teeth. This was no dream. His eyes opened wide. He was surrounded
by rusting metal cages, scraps, burning trash, the high walls of
buildings. He was in an alley of…
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Posted on May 7, 2009 at 4:35am —
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