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[b][color=black] I S S U E  # 1[/color]
[color=lightcyan]I S S U E  # 1[/color][/b][/h1][/sub]
[sub][h2][b][color=black] A L L  T I M E  L O W[/color]
[color=lightcyan]A L L  T I M E  L O W[/color][/b][/h2][/sub]
[sup][h3][b][color=black] P A R T  O N E[/color]
[color=lightcyan]P A R T  O N E[/color][/b][/h3][/sup][/center]
When I wake up I feel a throbbing ache in my guts and whimper in pain. Clutching at my stomach as I pull myself to my feet, I look around to find that there's nothing around me but dunes of sand. After a few moments I begin to take steps forward, stumbling through the endless desert. I look up to see a starry night sky, the full moon gazing down on me and providing me with light to travel by.

Am I dreaming? I can't tell.

I don't even realize until I'm standing at the foot of a statue that I've found my way to a massive temple, the structure dwarfing me. I feel a strange tightness in my chest as I look at the statue, a swirl of emotions running through me that finally settles on contentment despite the pain clawing through my stomach. This is the face of my father. This temple is my home.

[sup][sub][b]Mᴀʀᴄ, ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ?[/b][/sub][/sup]

[color=lightcyan][b]"Yes father,"[/b][/color] I whisper.

[sup][sub][b]Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ᴍʏ ꜱᴏɴ.[/b][/sub][/sup]

I make my way into the temple, one hand still clutching my stomach as I trace the walls with the other hand, my fingers sliding over hieroglyphs depicting a hooded man facing off against numerous adversaries. Memories slowly trickle into my mind, flashes of white cloth and red blood, fleeting moments of peace and endless times of violence. My brain throbs, seeming to reject the information being fed into it.

[sup][b]Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, Mᴀʀᴄ. Kᴇᴇᴘ ɢᴏɪɴɢ.[/b][/sup]

The voice makes me press on further despite the pain. I keep moving forward through the halls of the temple before I find myself standing before a stone door with a crescent moon carved into its face. I can feel my father behind it. Without a moment of hesitation, I push the door open and step through into a white void.

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[b]Hᴇʟʟᴏ, ᴍʏ ꜱᴏɴ.[/b]

The pain increases and I find myself falling to my knees before him. [color=lightcyan][b]"Khonshu... Whole body is on fire. Feels like I'm dying..."[/b][/color]

[b]Tʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ.[/b]

[color=lightcyan][b]"Don't wanna die... Hurts..."[/b][/color]

[b]Tᴏ ʙᴇ ʀᴇʙᴏʀɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴅɪᴇ. Bᴜᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇʙᴏʀɴ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ.[/b]

Khonshu reaches out a hand and presses a finger against my forehead.

[sup][color=olive][b]"I can't watch you do this to yourself, [i]mon ami[/i]."[/b][/color]
[right][color=slategray][b]"You made me [i]hideous[/i]. I'm going to kill you, Moon Knight."[/b][/color][/right]
[color=hotpink][b]"I'm taking her with me. Don't try to contact us. Ever."[/b][/color]
[right][color=red][b]"Gonna gut you like a [i]pig[/i], Spector."[/b][/color][/right][/sup]
[center][color=lightcyan][b]"KHONSHU! IS THIS ENOUGH!?"[/b][/color][/center]
[color=lightcyan][b]"AAAHHHHHHH!"[/b][/color] I jolt awake, looking around me in a frenzy trying to figure out where the hell I am. The walls are beige and the room is spartan, only a bed and a small table beside it. It's completely unfamiliar. I'm laying on the floor with a blanket tangled around me. I fight to get out of it and as soon as I escape its grasp the door to the room opens.

Two men step inside, a white man with a ginger mullet and glasses and a black man with an afro and a beard. They're both big guys, not body builders but beefy enough. They're dressed in hospital scrubs, white as the snow. [color=indianred][b]"The hell are you screamin' about now, Spector?"[/b][/color] the one with the afro asks.

[color=turquoise][b]"Gonna wake up the whole damn ward, you keep yelling like that,"[/b][/color] the one with the glasses adds.

[color=lightcyan][b]"Please, I don't know where I am! You need to help me!"[/b][/color] I plead, looking up at them.

[color=indianred][b]"Hear that, Billy? He needs help."[/b][/color]

[color=turquoise][b]"I hear him, Bobby. Here Spector."[/b][/color] Billy picks me up by the shoulder. [color=turquoise][b]"Let me give you some [i]help.[/i]"[/b][/color]

He sends a fist into my face and blood spurts out of my nose as I fall to the ground in a heap. I groan in pain, turning over to look up at them. Billy looks at the splatter of blood adorning his shirt and sighs. [color=turquoise][b]"Shit, Spector, you got blood all over my scrubs. What I tell you about making a mess?"[/b][/color]

Bobby kicks me in the stomach and I yelp, clutching at my guts. [color=lightcyan][b]"Khonshu, please..."[/b][/color]

[color=indianred][b]"Con-shoe? The fuck is a con-shoe?"[/b][/color]

[color=turquoise][b]"Never heard of it. Think our man here is a little confused. Maybe he needs some extra medicine to help him sleep."[/b][/color] I look up to see Billy producing a syringe from his pocket. He steps up to me and grabs me in a chokehold, squeezing tight.

I try to croak out, [color=lightcyan][b]"No... No, don't..."[/b][/color] He sticks the needle in my bicep and injects. My whole body suddenly feels like a bag of cement and my vision begins to go dark.

[color=turquoise][b]"Night night, Spector."[/b][/color]

[color=lightcyan][b]"Knight... [sub]Knight...[/sub]"[/b][/color]