HELLLVETICA STAAANDAAAAAARD~
Somewhere, in the United States…
A grizzled, middle-aged man sat at the bar smoking a cigarette, enjoying his glass of whiskey. Nothing new was happening in his life, and his future seemed bleak. The only thing interesting that was happening was that he was contacted by an old friend after many years of disconnection.
Coming through the doors was a man wearing thick sunglasses and a trench coat. The man tapped his surroundings with a white cane as he made his way through the bar stool next to the man with the cigarette. The other man put down his smoke, turned his seat, smiled, and gave the blind man a tight embrace.
"It's been a while, Mason," he said.
"Sure has, Mitchell," said the blind man. "Long time no see."
Heavy air quickly fell down inside the bar. The bartender slowed down her tracks and stared at both men.