Vortex of troubles and flames
A few days ago, he'd been at a commune, a Branch Davidian styled cult was set up, and at first, he thought he was there to save a little girl from a landmine. Only to find that many more lives were at stake. He stopped it, but the federal authorities wanted an investigation for their operations being interfered with. And none other than Congressman Stillson was at the forefront of the investigation committee. Johnny could see how much Greg Stillson relished having the thorn in his side twisting before him in the hot seat. But luckily the casualities were minimal, and the charges later dropped.
Johnny touched the doorframe of the state capitol building's courtroom as he was leaving, and blinked with surprise. A bar and a place at the end of time and space that he thought he'd never see again.
He clapped Bruce on the shoulder, "See you later, Bruce."
His friend looked stunned, "Hey, John, wait a second, where are you going?"
"Milliways."
Johnny touched the doorframe of the state capitol building's courtroom as he was leaving, and blinked with surprise. A bar and a place at the end of time and space that he thought he'd never see again.
He clapped Bruce on the shoulder, "See you later, Bruce."
His friend looked stunned, "Hey, John, wait a second, where are you going?"
"Milliways."