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beetlebuttJaime Reyes was standing on a street in El Paso, looking very confused, and talking to himself. Well, at least it looked like he was talking to himself. Really, he was talking to the scarab, because the two of them were trying to figure out what the heck had just happened. The world had blurred, Jaime had passed out and now...
"This is so not El Paso."
Now he was in a place that was home and yet not home.
|T L[][]KS \|/E|RD. \|/HERE'S THE PUTT-PUTT?
"Exactly. And that - what is that? That building wasn't there yesterday. Neither was that bank building. And where's the El Diablo?"
/-\LTERN/-\TE D|/|\ENS|[]N?
"Are your sensors picking up anything weird?"
...SENS[]RS /-\RE |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L.
After doing a systems check, the scarab trilled a little wordless cry of alarm.
"What's wrong?"
/|\UTIPLE SYSTEMS |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L. []NLY B/-\S|C L|FE SUPP[]RT, B/-\SIC TR/-\NSF[]O/|\/-\T|[]N /-\B|L|T|ES, /-\ND C[]/|\/|\S /-\V/-\|L/-\BLE. D|/-\GN[]ST|CS UN/-\BLE TO DETER/|\INE WHY.
"Whoa, whoa, okay, calm down, you're kinda panicking. Stop with the brain klaxons, okay?"
|'/|\ RUNN|NG BL|ND. Y[]U C/-\LM D[]WN!
"I know this is freaky, and you're not used to being blind like this, but you're still conscious and I'm still conscious, and we're not fighting an evil death satellite or, I don't know, being shot at by aliens. We'll figure this out, okay? Just keep a cool head."
The response was a very surly, | D[]N'T H/-\VE /-\ HE/-\D.
Jaime rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant, Mr. Literal. Look, we'll figure this out, okay?"
In fact, maybe he could just talk to someone and get some answers. Some teenagers ran down the street towards him.
"Hey! Very, very lost superhero here," he said, waving them down. "Any chance you could -"
They didn't notice. In fact, with a feeling like cold mist, they ran right through him. Jaime froze up after they did, expression stricken.
"Okay, we're a ghost or something and no one can see, hear, or touch us. Time to panic."
| T[]LD Y[]U!
"This is so not El Paso."
Now he was in a place that was home and yet not home.
|T L[][]KS \|/E|RD. \|/HERE'S THE PUTT-PUTT?
"Exactly. And that - what is that? That building wasn't there yesterday. Neither was that bank building. And where's the El Diablo?"
/-\LTERN/-\TE D|/|\ENS|[]N?
"Are your sensors picking up anything weird?"
...SENS[]RS /-\RE |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L.
After doing a systems check, the scarab trilled a little wordless cry of alarm.
"What's wrong?"
/|\UTIPLE SYSTEMS |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L. []NLY B/-\S|C L|FE SUPP[]RT, B/-\SIC TR/-\NSF[]O/|\/-\T|[]N /-\B|L|T|ES, /-\ND C[]/|\/|\S /-\V/-\|L/-\BLE. D|/-\GN[]ST|CS UN/-\BLE TO DETER/|\INE WHY.
"Whoa, whoa, okay, calm down, you're kinda panicking. Stop with the brain klaxons, okay?"
|'/|\ RUNN|NG BL|ND. Y[]U C/-\LM D[]WN!
"I know this is freaky, and you're not used to being blind like this, but you're still conscious and I'm still conscious, and we're not fighting an evil death satellite or, I don't know, being shot at by aliens. We'll figure this out, okay? Just keep a cool head."
The response was a very surly, | D[]N'T H/-\VE /-\ HE/-\D.
Jaime rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant, Mr. Literal. Look, we'll figure this out, okay?"
In fact, maybe he could just talk to someone and get some answers. Some teenagers ran down the street towards him.
"Hey! Very, very lost superhero here," he said, waving them down. "Any chance you could -"
They didn't notice. In fact, with a feeling like cold mist, they ran right through him. Jaime froze up after they did, expression stricken.
"Okay, we're a ghost or something and no one can see, hear, or touch us. Time to panic."
| T[]LD Y[]U!