Marc Love walked into the bar. It was dark inside. Dark outside too. It was dark everywhre. He was sleeping in more. His schedule shifted. He wasn't aimless. He had come here searching for the man he used to have a telephatic connection to.

He didn't know much about him. Just...

As the night went on fewer things were open. The lights were still on all over the city though. Pegasus knew he should go back home right after getting the ounce from Gus. But Gus lived a bit out of the way. Plus he knew if he went home with...

It never got dark in that city. Always shops and lights. People with their phones. The glow of cigarette butts. It was a city that never sleeps, but not New York. Pegasus didn't like his life, but he liked living there. He slept through the days, roamed around at night....

He remembered the image. Like a long lost memory. It was what the Blue Man saw. Where he had been when the two had a connection.

"Can you take me there?" Jack asked.

Greg looked at him a bit. Looked at the family.

"I'll figure out how to get back on my own,"...

Jack decided to take the tips. He had no plan otherwise. At least with this man's tips... his name was Greg... he had some starting point to begin the search.

In fact because he was taking Greg's tips they ended up running into each other. eventually they ended up at the...

In Berlin the sun was nowhere to be found. Jack walked aimlessly. Took a few trains. Tried to think. Think without writing in hopes that the connection would return but it was just himself alone with his own thoughts.

The memories he had inherited from the other man were now fading....

"Like whether I finish this novel. I've just finished the second draft and sent it out to a few friends. In a way I sort of sent it to you too... since you know what I'm thinking about even without reading it."

"Yeah. I can. It's weird."

Neither men said it, but...

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...

"And let me tell ya. that's how The Seaside Jesus came to be. That was 26 years ago. By golly time goes fast doesn't it? Well after that the word spread. People were talking about a man, who had been killed at the  Seaside Rest that fateful night, only to...

Paul was fixing for a drink. A cold  Coors banquet at the Dockside bar. After driving around the  Seaside Rest he would stop by the bar without even returning the police car to the station. They had made him work too long and he wasn't going to waste any more...