Fragments Chapter 20 Page 41

He stands again, his breathing is frantic and slowly makes his way across the street. The crowd behind him stand there motionless as he limps away cursing them in his mind.

A sting of pain seems to consume his entire face as he wakes quickly, the sudden light burning his eyes. The raft he found refuge on has run aground, and the captain now stands above him. Moe’s sword points down at his face.

The light morning breeze tell him that his hoodie has been pulled back while he slept. Mark looks angry and now demands an explanation for his appearance.

Mark: What the hell is going on with your eyes? Your skin. You look like one of these freaks!

Steve still can’t make anything out