MONDAY 29-06-09 PAULINE'S SANDWICH SHOPPESheldon Wright was a genius.
Pure genius.
That's what he was told at the tender age of four when he dismantled a computer and, piece by piece, put it back together. He heard it again when he was eight, and was entering into middle school. And again at thirteen when he was starting college. He didn't hear it again until he finished his schooling at the age of seventeen with two degrees under his belt along with a magna cum laude title and a perfect GPA. He had proudly walked across the stage before his peers, all who were in their mid-twenties, and his professors to accept the neatly framed diploma and slew of awards for his accomplishments.
Yes, Sheldon Wright was a genius, and had the ambition to do great things for the world. He could have done anything, been anything he wanted to be; could have had the world in his hands if he so chose.
But he found himself in Aiode just months after his graduation from his prestigious college. He had heard of the town during his years of study. Where good and evil lived side by side and lived their every day lives. Their battles never seemed to be with each other, but with outside forces that settled only in the small town, and then disappeared days later.
He had to know more, had to know what made the residents tick.
( Tick, tock, tick, tock... )