[color=silver][h1][u]Saturday, October 4th, 20XX[/u][/h1]
[h3]Greenwich Village, 6:00 pm EST[/h3]
[h3]One month after the Recluse Incident[/h3][/color]

Sharp as a needle jabbing his brain the pain started again and the images in the room flickered slightly then stabilized. His mother and father smiled at him then faded away slowly into light particles. Memories...that's all they were. Caught in his weds off light and given life once again. The feeling in his mind as they faded pulled him upwards and too the east slightly. "Near? Well lets, go put on a show." Suddenly the images flickered and the room became the roof top where his mind was leading him. It was only a fraction of a second and it sent Felix to the ground in pain. It felt like his brain was fracturing in to many pieces. Fractals of images appeared like a silent film then it stopped, but he could now pinpoint where the figures that triggered this. "Gods above and below...alright..." He snapped his fingers and stood. Except this time his image was blurred and he wore a blue hooded trench coat. 

Opening the window and looking down at the street below he smiled at the stage of the world and then began to climb the side of the wall. On the roof Felix looked around and frowned as he couldn't see anyone in the distance but still felt the direction. There were two of them he thought and slightly annoyed he walked in that direction. Once he reached the end of the roof he simply stepped off and it was as if he floated in mid air. In truth this was something he had been practicing relentlessly at his job and any chance his got. Light walking. It was part of how he could touch his images of his parents. The light constructs he made had a realness to them like holograms made of a hard light, was the best way he could put it. Nervous but glad he was taking steps, literally, he kept moving in the direction of the [i]pings[/i]. 

As he neared the area he ducked behind a air-conditioning unit then slowly peeked around hearing one of the figures explain what he was doing and asking not to be punched. Who were these people...and why did his weird new sense bring him here to see them. Should he come out and great the two? "Why not? Lets see where this scene goes." Felix blurred just his face and kept the trench coat but also gave himself some blue slacks, then walked barefooted or so it appeared to them out from the unit he hid behind. "Ah yes I don't think anyone would wanna be punched that's for sure." As he spoke he changed his accent a little to match that of someone from the south just in case. He also stayed back closer to the unit and kept an eye on the two. "I'm curious as to why we all find ourselves here. Hopefully this isn't some kind of drug deal or..." He looked the one in the pink over and the helmeted one..."Ummm or it seems we all have had the same thought of covering our identities in some way." The he let the roof top fall into silence.