By Jeffrey R. DeRego. Read by Nuri (of CandyCorn Studios and Artist Alley). Closing Music: “Juzt Mizunderztood” by Norm Sherman. My head throbs. I think about the mess in the fridge, the heaps of crap in the flat while I force the clumps of wet clothes into the dryers. As far as I know I am the only Union member who works outside the system, the only one tasked specifically with fighting crime, secretly, of course. Darksider put the program together with one of the Luminaries as a way to explore expanding our role in the maintenance of Normal society. He chose me specifically because I am the only super-agile who is also an orphan. Therefore, I won’t be tempted to throw my costume in a dumpster and make a break for mom and dad. Communication with the Union ended seven months ago. Darksider was supposed to make sure that a stipend was deposited into a bank account under my phony name every month. But that stopped too. I don’t know why. I tried everything to make contact short of walking up to the Boston Pyramid and knocking. Not that it would have done any good since none of the regular Union knows I even exist. Rated R. Contains sordid occupations, drug use, and violence. Welcome to the city. Referenced Sites: The Union Dues Series Tales of the Zombie War SciFiDig interview with Jeffrey DeRego The DrabbleCast Less