Carl did look then found he had knocked over the bum from before.
"Keep going." His breath no longer reeked of rotgut but of vanilla and almonds. With a gesture a #blazing blade cast sharp shadows across the block. "Run!"
And he did.
"Rochester Mangum." A mighty voice intoned. "Go home. What you need is not here."
Carl ducked to the side and trembled behind a dumpster.
A blinding light like an atomic bomb filled the street then faded to darkness and silence. 4/x
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