EPILOGUE

 “No time like the present” Isaac mutters as he clambers out of his car into the rain flooded street. The rain has been relentless this year, more than double the last. It doesn't faze him. At this point he likes it. He lifted his focus from the street to the studio across the way. Isaac was a famous photographer, slated for a shoot with some high-profile pop stars in town for the weekend. Isaac gathered his bags of gear and headed down the sidewalk. A man emerged from an upcoming alley and bumped shoulders with Isaac causing him to drop his bags. “What the fuck is your problem?” Isaac shouted as he turned to face the man. Isaac’s stomach dropped as the man turned to face him. He had a kind face and looked to be some sort of tradesman, but Isaac was staring directly at the stranger’s one milk white eye. The man smiled at Isaac and continued down the sidewalk. Isaac panicked. “Wait... This isn’t right... No. I've been here before... I’ve been here before...

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