[they were trying to break him. He'd come to this conclusion before, but every lesson needs a reminder, and this last one had been a heavy one. After the event, he'd retreated--spending the weeks between the edges of town and the mountain lair, circling the last areas of familiarity like some abandoned dog. Groping in the darkness for answers, for ( Read more... )

[it has been a long time since he's opened his eyes and understood where he was. Through the delirium, he wakes and finds himself staring up at the familiar ceiling of his vacant apartment room in town. No laboratory. No disordered sensations that accompany experimentation and captivity. ...No, he's actually awake. It's a hard fact to take in, at ( Read more... )