Travis jolted awake, out of the darkness, next to a huge shelf full of wargames. He recognized himself in the gaming store he was at earlier, and stood up, a bit groggy. He left the store, and looked towards the coffee shop he was at earlier, but the Emperor had left, vanished as easily as he appeared.
“Gah,” Travis said, his head swimming a little. “Okay, so that’s why you always accept the challenge.” He remembered his time in the darkness, and thought about the voice in the dark. He probably imagined it, as he couldn’t remember much of the conversation. “Hallucination, probably.”
He walked for a bit, trying not to remember the cold void. “I wonder if it’s like that when a No One bites it too,” he said. “Just an empty darkness. Ug. I’m going to try to stay alive as much as possible.” Travis realized how weird his little monologue was, and realized he probably shouldn’t be talking out loud.
He soon found himself underneath the highway that ran out of the city, and saw a few homeless men sleeping next to their carts full of garbage and dirt. He sighed, and realized his new fate. “We are no different, right guys?” he said under his breath. “Except I have superpowers. Wait a minute…I have superpowers.”
He ran easily down the dirt band under the highway to a space that was fairly abandoned, and looked towards a nearby two-story building, apparently empty. “Okay…here goes.”
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