With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility


An intense close-up of a Rorschach inkblot.

“Oh my sweet Jesus. This stench is unbearable… yet oddly familiar.”

Jed, a life-long criminal, was square-jawed, inching forward slowly, as Luigi, his newbie henchman, nodded continuously. If it weren’t so dark, Jed could observe Luigi’s uncomfortable posture. He was actually scared for his life, and the bobbing of his head was just an extension of his quivering body. Luigi hated dark, small, cramped places. If he had a larger vocabulary, he might have been able to admit he was claustrophobic.

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