bright light city

Yeah, this? This is so not cool. If I were a more violent person, I'd be breaking things.

The apartment might be sweet, but this tattoo is bullshit.

All the set-up work is done for the dance studio. I just need students.

If anyone is interested in lessons, you're welcome to respond.

Is this some kind of prize? A prize for losers?

Vampires, aliens and assholes. What kind of weird-ass, bizarro-world did I wake up in?

This Vegas is not my Vegas, either. I grew up in Vegas, but I went to see my parents and my old house doesn't even exist. It's like it's been blanked out. I kind of want to know what the fuck is going on, but this is also kind of cool. Unlimited money, and hot skinny blondes who hate me. Not too bad.



So far, I've seen Ben Linus, James Ford (I think it was him), Kate Austen, Ben's daughter, Alex's blonde lover-boy, and some fat guy I vaguely recognise. So, who else from my time is here? Dead or alive? Omar? Naomi? Gault? Faraday, Lewis? Miles?

............Johnson?

Now this is more like it.