Hannah's Journal Entry #1
A lot has happened recently, let me explain.
No. There is too much. Let me sum up.
Things were weird enough when I discovered that my boyfriend was having an intimate dinner at his apartment with his old girlfriend. Turns out, she was G-Girl, the superheroine, in disguise. Turns out, she's a jealous psycho-hellbeast with serious emotional issues and he just wanted her to stop stalking and harrassing him. (She threw a shark--a fucking SHARK--at us through the window of my high-rise apartment!)
Turns out, he was cooperating with her nemesis, Dr. Bedlam, to take away her powers with a weird meteorite that, I guess, gave her the powers in the first place. It worked. Turns out, Dr. Bedlam wanted to steal the powers for himself. Everyone tried to stop him--this seemed like a really bad idea. Turns out, G-Girl and I touched it at the same time and we BOTH got her powers.
So I was G-Girl's sidekick for a week or so--and then I found myself here, on this unnamed island in the middle of the Med. And for all my ridiculous powers, I can't leave. If I try, when I get far enough from the island, suddenly I'm approach it from the other direction. I'm not the only one here who was snatched away from their life without warning.
As kidnappings go, it could be worse. Pleasant Med climate, sunny beaches, a free beach house, laptop and phone, and $15,000 to tide me over until I find a job. Which I did. I'm going to be a bartender in a new bar owned by one refugee (Ash) and managed by another (Eddie). I haven't done any bartending since college. Should be fun.