Someone was shaking his shoulder and saying his name. Yorick grumbled and opened his eyes to...fire? Jesus fucking Christ on a pony Johnny's hand was on fire! Yorick screamed in a very unmanly-like fashion and he scrambled from the Hummer's seat which was actually...a bed.
Johnny turned the flame off and stared at him, put his hands on Yorick's shoulders and squeezes them. "Dude. Chill. We're home. And my powers are back! How cool is that?"
Yorick gave Johnny a dubious look and then finally joined him at the window. What he saw almost made him forget to breathe. It was New York. New York alive and busy and full of people - woman and men. It looked just like it was supposed to, just like he remembered from years ago before the plague.
"God..." he whispered, his voice strangely choked. He met Johnny's eyes. "Can we go down there?"
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"What the fuck is going on!?"
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At first he thought it was a dream, but it felt much too real.
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"God..." he whispered, his voice strangely choked. He met Johnny's eyes. "Can we go down there?"
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