For a couple of months after he was fired he tried to locate these mysterious people. He could never find them. When he did he could never get any real evidence. This last until one day he came home to a note on his door, he had been evicted.
Now he spent most of his time in the Uriah and Mara area, usual drunk. He often smelt of mouth wash, some times beer. He trip and tumbled to the ground rolling until rested by a dumpster. His jeans had a new rip in them and he was bleeding lightly. He struggled to his feet and then he leaned against the dumpster. Reaching into his pocket he felt around for a bottle. He took it out and incoherently mumbled to himself. Looking around he unscrewed the cap and took a drink then he shouted “PEOPLE DON’T DISAPPEAR INTO PHONEBOOTHS.” Thunder rumbled in the distant.
A homeless man was sleeping by the garbage can, but was startled by Liam yelling, he then pointed at Liam and yelled “RUN! RUN! IT’S A DEMON!” The homeless man jumped up and ran screaming words of insanity.
Liam watched him for a moment and then twitched “You know nothing of demons.” He unscrewed the cap on the bottle of mouth wash and began to drink. He kept drinking until he fell backwards, landing in a puddle of liquid that smelt like urine, and then passed out.
(( To find out more see previous stories; Chapter 4 - Resurgo Saga, Chapter 3 - A Program's Mistake, Chapter 2 - Denolus's Journey, Chapter 1 - Error... Reboot))