Harry Sees Things

Harry is doing just fine. He just left his job as a big-firm accountant and relocated to Portland, Oregon.  He rationalizes that everyone in Portland is weird, so maybe no one will notice his own brand of quirk.

At the moment, Harry is unattached (definitely for the best) and mostly unemployed (not altogether for the best, but his various side-hustles are keeping him afloat).  Harry was beginning to feel right at home in Portland — something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

That all went out the window the day Findle waddled in the door and plopped down next to Harry at his friend Tetsu’s sushi bar.  It began innocently enough. Findle needed a driver to take him to the coast, and Harry needed the cash.  Harry wasn’t sure he should take the job.  Something told him to run, but he said yes anyway.

After that one day at the beach with Findle, Harry started to see things he hadn’t seen since he was a child — things he had spent years telling himself weren’t really there.  But for him, they were real and there was no going back.  Sorting it all out would take him to places that shouldn’t exist, with beings he had never imagined, asking him to do things he couldn’t possibly do.  It was far more adventure than he signed up for when he moved to Portland.  Weird was one thing, but impossible was quite another.  With far higher stakes.  He told himself that if he actually survived, it would all make one helluva story.

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