Things are sometimes not quite what you think is normal. We think we can understand the world around us, but we only see what's outside of it. Only what it seems to be. I used to have a job until one day, I was fucked up by the people whom I used to work with.
My name is Alex Mercer and this is my story about how I enjoyed my life until the day that I died at Penn Station. Maybe that's what my destiny or my karma. As far as I know, I'm beyond redemption and what I will get in the end is death for all that I did.