Young Linda Flint finds the heroic feeling fleeting.  She is in need of her own hero now.

Rose Spiritus

The feeling is strong within her.  Something is there, somewhere.  It is only a matter of searching for it.  It is a matter of finding out what that something is.  It is a matter of finding who that someone is.  From Brooklyn to Manhattan she has traveled.  Hands in her pockets with few paying her attention.  There are no opinions, either positive or negative and even if there were, they are likely tuned out in favor of this search Rose finds herself on this partly cloudy day.

Her head is down and her dark gray trench coat covers her body.  She can feel herself getting closer.  She senses a presence from above and momentarily looks up to see what appears to be only skyscrapers and a tiny dot of red and blue high above the skyline.  She hears the sound of a jet, but does not see one.  Few, if any seem to notice or even care.

Rose Spiritus finds herself at the edge of an alleyway.  She sees nothing peculiar, but she can feel something from beyond, as if it is reaching out to her.  As if she is reaching out to her.  She can feel the spinning of her orange and black orb inside her right coat pocket beginning to spin.  There is something here.  Closing her eyes, she concentrates.

Somewhere it is Manhattan.  Somewhere it is still raining.  Somewhere it is still this alleyway.  Somewhere it is different.  Different people walking about.  It is blurry.  It is beginning to converge with the images of what is around Rose in this world.  Rose is seeing a different world and something blurry in between.  Somewhere in between, she sees pieces of ripped cardboard.  She sees what appear to be a couple, one male, one female covered up in blankets.

For a moment, it is as if they see her.  Rose’s eyes open and it is all gone.  She feels the rush of the moment, but soon it proves overwhelming.  This is it.  This is where everything is at.  Whatever that everything is.

Rose shakes her head and tries to fight off the rare emotions she can feel now from the experience.