Lee Hudlocke was nothing special. He worked as a writer in an old
newspaper company from nine to five. He lived around the block in a broken
down brick apartment and took the bus to and from work. He walked to the
grocer when he needed frozen lasagna and he walked to town square when he
needed a new tie. Besides those little moments to and fro, he stayed in his
cozy abode and kept a somewhat quiet entity. Lee Hudlocke was nothing
special, and this he knew.