by Stan Bowen » Wed Jul 15, 2009 9:36 pm
Stan nodded.
"There are signs of spatial distortion.. either someone used a room-sized Space folding apparatus, and a commandeered nuclear plant to power it, to get into my little apartment.."
He paused, chuckling.
"Or some superpowered being has a fairly lame grudge, or fairly lame goals. I'm going with the latter. It was possibly one of the hobos.. I'll need to check."