Marc woke up feeling almost like the  Blue Man . He felt something strange, something bad. It was nice with her all the west. But the closer she got the more intense her feelings did.

And he felt them all. 

Regret and shame. So many mistakes. She ran away instead of...

"I don't know why I feel this way." the girl said to Marc. He was sat down in arm chair, on his phone. She was cleaning a table next to him.

"But do I know you? There's like something about you, I don't know." She said. Marc had been training...

When BAKA went to sleep his head was spinning.
BAKA didn't really know the Blue Man like he saw his clips and shit online. Knowing the next door over was he himself freaked him out a little. It all seemed too crazy too implausible. 

BAKA at this point looked at the...

Denver went to private schools growing up. Marc never guessed this. Thought he had come from some sort of broken home, working class maybe. The man was sleeping in a tent in the city after all.

It was only after they had driven all the way across the country he had...

Marc didn't understand how he had arrived.  Westcity back again. He was a bit off balance. Dizzy even. The low lights of the bar didn't help, but another thought worried him more.

"How did I get here?"

He looked down a wood table held a dark liquor drink in a nice...

There hadn't been a connection in awhile. He wrote in a notebook in a cafe on the island. The sun was against his shoulders, and it had been hot since 9am. It was now hard to see. In another hour old men would come around with small purses and toys...

The boat was supposed to leave near Cefalu, then head to the islands. Not that Jack could say but he knew the  Blue Man would be there. 

The boat was smaller than he thought. It seemed less like a tour, and more like someones cousin was filling in for someone...

"Business or pleasure?" A American guy said. He sat next to Jack. He was too old to know who he was. His hair was grey and he was slightly over weight. 

Jack weighed two responses in his head. On one hand he could say business, but then he'd ask what...

"So now you can see me for who I am what do you think?" The  Blue Man asked Jack in his head. 

"I uuhh." Jack said confused. In one part of his mind he was in Berlin scribbling words on a piece of paper, in another he was a washed...

Jack Attack booked two separate flights using two distinct identities. One from Indianapolis,  Indiana to  Berlin , the second from Frankfurt to Rome.

The plan was to make it untraceable. Jack didn't know what would happen when he finally met the Blue Man. What he did know was that he didn't...

The  Blue Man had to move. He knew that, but another part of him just wanted to stay. So what if this man knew where he was. So what if he was found. Maybe that would be better. He thought he had had a good run.

He ordered his usual. An ...

The thought of somebody knowing his location knawed at him. This loss in anonymoty ruined him any enjoyment of the Caspian Sea. His mind detached from the body and wandered into the Muscle Bound skull heading east in the large SUV.

He wondered why Jack was driving this far east? Why...

The thought that had been swimming inside of the  Blue Man 's mind now swam faster. So fast that it reached land. Escaped the mind of the Blue Man. The thought had now become a reality. The thought beamed across physical space. Exited  Italy yyyyyyyy, flew across the air of...

The  Blue Man was on a boat. He let the thought swim around in his head. He hadn't thought of himself like that in awhile. Had been Marc Love. Marco to everyone on the trip. Through various means he managed to escape it all to  Italy the sun surrounded him...

His mom was happy to have him back. She wanted to see more of him. She was torn though. She would tell her friends at the Zumba class.

"Its nice to have him back, but I just hope he finds his thing though."

"Just enjoy this time, boys always leave home so...

All the way in the center of the US the real  Blue Man had gone north to  Michigan . Who would look for him there he thought, he could just disappear. He read in a rest stop pamphlet, that the upper peninsula was a great escape. Thats what he wanted,...

Keith went to the doctor once about this. Pressured by his now ex girlfriend, just to talk to them.

The doctors had never heard about a blue penis after sex, and by the time Keith arrived it had already faded.

"I am just worried it will get worse."

"Hmmm, yeah." The doctor...

Big Joe Jostled James awake. 

"I think I found an out, another job, a big one."

James was half awake, it was still dark outside but the blue light was bright, and he could now make out the face of Big Joe. His skin was like the surface of the moon,...

Regular people didn't have time to actually find out where the  Blue Man was. They could watch his videos. And sit in dark bars, drinking one more than they should over loud theories of whether the Blue Man was still alive or not.

But a regular person didn't have the resources...

His skin was bristly like a toothbrush. It was worse going up, this made him feel dirty. He thought about leaving before the coffee came. He thought about the  Blue Man but he couldn't remember his name. 

He searched it online, but it came up with only the Blue Man...

It was early then. The sun was also rising, he felt attuned to it. He started with his hands painting them blue. The cool liquid spreading easily across his skin. It didn't matter he thought if he got it on his hands he was gunna paint his whole body like...

Marc had his room packed. It was much most of his belongings had dwindled down to a few shirts and his money. He'd had most of it stashed here and there around the country different bank accounts. He had the codes of course in different places mostly in his head. ...

Marc Love had been so out of touch lately when he saw the headline.

" Blue Man Like Killing Spree, Has He Returned?" he didn't flinch.

It wasn't until Sammy's dad said something.

"Its crazy. You here the news? Just on Main street we got a strangle and a beating....

The clouds moved across the sky low enough to the earth that a city slicker  would think it might rain. But a farmer would know better. too high up for rain.

Terry had come from a family of farmers . They never pushed him one way or the other. Terry was...

Terry strolled through the park doing his usually lap. Terry's walk he would later tell his wife . The whole perimeter then through the center. While he did this, he'd walk slow. Sometimes stopping at a bench, sometimes just scrolling through his phone. It was his lunch time, so he...