Update: It's Slow-going Here.

 Hey gang.  Just a quick note.  Things have been super busy at work, and I have little energy left over for this project.  I'll chip away at it as I can, and I do apologize for delays.  I'm doing my best, and I hope soon to get more consistent with the posts here.  My best to you all.  Thanks for reading.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Now, Again, but Backwards...

 

Chapter Sixty-Nine

Now, Again, but Backwards...

 

 

Okay, now, we’re at the part of this jumbled mess of a tale to turn around in a temporal sense, and go the other way, more or less, take another pass at what I’ve already told you, but backwards.

So, we’ll talk more about what happened to prog rock after I left Jackie and Jill back at that party in 1971 with top shelf modern weed strains and quite progressive ideas, in a bit, but first we have to revisit everything that has already happened.

I realized that I had to figure out what exactly had happened: the Secret Society destroyed, the Hero’s Guild in tatters too, Will, the former Golden Speedster, now a deranged assassin out to get me and the people I care about, everything was swirling around in my mind, not unlike the scattered meanderings you’ve been reading.  Retracing my steps seemed like the best way to gain some sort of understanding of what was going on and who might be behind it.  Now that Jackie and Jill were safe, I was able to concentrate on the problem at hand.

This shit was way bigger than Will could be up to on his own, new, shiny Faster-Than-Light speed powers and everything.  I knew Will as well as anyone, and there was no way Will could come up with something as convoluted and brilliant as whatever the fuck was going on.  The only person I knew smart enough to pull off something like this was a dolphin who was already dead, and therefore, probably beyond suspicion.  Though, these days, one couldn’t be completely sure.

Who was left alive?  I couldn’t be sure.  Just because I didn’t see the Prankster and Psychonaut bite the big one, doesn’t mean, they aren't lying in pools of their own blood somewhere.  Zerro was still alive.  He was smart, rich, and now, completely insane.  Could he and Will be working together to take out the last of both the heroes and the villains?

Time to figure this shit out with some old-fashioned time travel.  So, I went backward to see what really happened, but from a slightly different perspective.  First, it was back to the auto parts store to get some clues.

 

 

 

 

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