The year is 19… well, I guess it really doesn’t matter what the year is. Yesterday, today, they all feel about the same. That is how things are here in The City. You could be walking down the street minding your own business when out of the dark… BAM! The lights go dark and that is all you know. See, that is where people like me come in, to find out who the dirty rat is who done you in. I can’t save the world, I gave up on that a long time ago. But I can do my part, and I can at least keep the streets that I call mine clean. But in the end I am just like every one else. One day I will be walking down the street and BAM! Some one will get me to. But I am not a card reader or psychic or nothing like that… see only The City really knows What The Future Holds…

What The Future Holds

What the future holds Demonicrose darthrabid skaldsaga