The job seemed to be of a rookie. Maybe he couldn't use the cut figure and decided to use the holed metal slab. Anyway, the silvery necklace was pretty. Joel wiped it clean with his jacket and pocketed it, maybe he was going to give it to Kathy...
Joel continued walking, noticing several dangerously frozen power cables. He called his team in order to clean them before anything tragic happened. He would notice several things... Horrific things... Malfunctioning traffic lights, frozen trees, cracked ice... It seemed that New York was plagued by every disaster possible and only Joel was the only one that could see them.
It was a hard day... After seeing so many possible tragedies averted, Joel was worn out. On his way back home, he saw something. Something disturbing.
The man from the fire. Same burnt pants, same holed hoodie... Same rusted handcuff... and shiny new fetters. He was desperate; he seemed to be looking for something and didn't realize that he was in the middle of the street. Joel screamed at the top of his lungs for the man to get away, but it was too late.
Paramedics came fast, the press also came fast. The crash was caused by Joel's screaming. In the spot where the supposed bounded man was, there was only a steaming pipe.
Joel never saw this happen... He never caused an accident before... Perhaps it was just luck. He arrived home and crashed on his bed. He wanted to forget the whole deal... But since that night, the strange attacks of wrath stopped. Perhaps something changed him?
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