My mom thinks I suffer from depression. I’m just constantly fucking horny, but too socially awkward to do anything about it.So there I was crying in...the stairwell, when along comes this guy named Eric. Eric is kind of weird, just like me. He only has maybe one friend in the whole school, which is weird, because he’s not ugly or anything. At least I don’t think so. He’s skinny, though. No muscles. No abs. No strong jaw to make the girls squeal and fan themselves in the bathroom, like when Nathan. "Yeah. What was I saying? Um?" You looked at urban legend sites..." Right. There's not a mention of you or this power at all. I took that tobe a very good sign." Interesting. The fact that you couldn't find anything about me asidefrom some fictional stories proved to you that I existed?" Using negative proof isn't easy, but if you really had a power of thiskind and it existed, it wouldn't be talked about anywhere. You'd beburied so deep in some lab somewhere, you'd probably never see. Forward?'You've killed again.' he said bluntly, without emotion."He deserved to die."'Did he? You could have done to him what you did to the five men he sent after you.'"I could do that to everyone who disagrees with me, but what would it accomplish?"'They'd stop disagreeing with you.'"Yeah, and then I'd be surrounded by soulless drones who'd do anything I told them to."'Isn't that what you want?'"Hell no. I just want them to leave me alone."'Them who?'"Idiots with power."'Idiots with power.... Not like when our parents helped us out.”“Right! My parents didn’t have a college fund. I had to take a lot of jobs to pay the bills.”“I hear you. Still, you should come by sometime. It’s a little fancy, so wear a nice dress and heels. I’m always there if you ever go.”“Maybe I will. Thanks.”The driver pulled in front of the club. Henry handed the driver a fifty and gave her a wink. Her story choked him up a bit. The girl smiled and Henry left.Henry flashed some card to the bouncer and.