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Keith Queen ([info]sonic_arrow) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-05-12 13:55:00

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Three Wishes
It was nighttime in Gotham City.  Keith had managed to obscure himself well enough.  He wore a lot of things over his face to keep anybody from knowing who he was.  Didn't keep a cellphone on him, to make sure nobody could track him.  And everything he needed was tucked away in a duffle bag that he always had nearby.  He got to a payphone and thought about who to call.  He knew he needed to tell Marissa what had happened.  She'd be shocked to know he was still alive, to say the least, but she had to know he was still alive.

He put the money in the phone and dialed her cellphone number.


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