One mixed up pup
Somewhere in time and place within the city a motor roars. A squeal of tires later and a there is a tremendous crash followed by a flurry of curses. Someone has obviously made their arrival in Xanadu and it was not a soft landing.
A man crawls out from under a motorcycle, making disparaging comments on the bike's lineage as he goes. He's a scruffy looking character in a black duster over jeans and a t-shirt. He takes a swipe at his clothes in an attempt to get some of the dirt and scuffs off. It takes him a moment to realize that his surroundings are completely different than anything he has ever seen.
Had he made a wrong turn somewhere?
A man crawls out from under a motorcycle, making disparaging comments on the bike's lineage as he goes. He's a scruffy looking character in a black duster over jeans and a t-shirt. He takes a swipe at his clothes in an attempt to get some of the dirt and scuffs off. It takes him a moment to realize that his surroundings are completely different than anything he has ever seen.
Had he made a wrong turn somewhere?