John had never felt this way before. Or did he? He was experiencing a strange sense of de ja vu. But that didn't matter. What mattered was that he could walk again! His entire existence had been meaningless. An unremarkable childhood. Meaningless jobs. He had met his real parents, but that turned out to be a scam that resulted in the loss of his kidney. But the worst wasn't over. His own father had pushed him out of the eighth floor window. John should have been dead. But by some miracle, he had lived. But it didn't feel like he was living. He was paralyzed from the waist down. For four years his legs didn't work. But now, they miraculously did. John felt like it was a fresh start. He could start over and be whatever he was meant to be. He could fulfill his destiny. Whatever his destiny was, it must be linked to this magical place where miracles happen.