Marc walks across the street. He had woken up on a bench in New Jersey. One of his alters seemed to habe had control and left their body there. He was trying to peice together what happened when he spotted a building vaugely familer to him. He could not understand why it was familiar to him. Steven spoke in Marcs head and said, "I've been to this shop a few times. It's nothing. Just go home." The way Steven said that made Marc even more curious. "Steven what are you hiding?"
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