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Panel 1: An overhead view of a massive metropolis primarily on one of two islands in the mouth of a river.
Caption: THe last gasp of summer can be felt on an early Tuesday afternoon as an autumn chill creeps westward from the ocean toward the twin island city of New Castor. It didn't seem like the sort of day Crawfor'ds life would get turned inside out.

Panel 2: Crawford (a redhaired man) splashes water on his face over a dingy sink.

Panel 3: Crawford wipes a hand across a foggy mirror, partially revealing his face and wet hair.
Caption: It didn't even seem like the sort of day where anything notable could happen to anyone.
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