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.