Comorro sighting?

Again with the light. This time, though, with the splintered stick in the ear. That’s a new one today, he thought. He didn’t say it, however. No, he was too busy screaming. Eventually, the sharp pain ebbed into an aching throb. “Did you act alone?” The deep-voiced Hekayti interrogator, a close companion these past few…

Emerson Mauthus sat on a couch across from Darian Ellesmere and frowned at the wreck his friend’s life had become. “I don’t know how many more times I can bail you out of these little self-destructions,” Mauthus said. They were in the lobby of the Hesperia Substance Abuse Rehabilitation Center, the city spreading out behind…