PAGE ONE
Panel 1
Sunset with the back of a figure in a blue mask and brown trench coat.
CAPTION: There was a time. Long ago.
CAPTION: When I worked alongside the Ferryman.
CAPTION: But then I died.
Panel 2
Bandit has turned his head around to face the reader, seemingly.
CAPTION: That was twenty years ago.
CAPTION: Twenty long years.
CAPTION: I have nothing but a gap in my memory, between then and now.
Panel 3
Pulling out we see Bandit in the middle of a city street, and confronting him a pack of thugs. He is pulling guns out from under his trench coat.
CAPTION: Nothing but a gap, and pain.
CAPTION: Pain that won’t go away.
Panel 4
In case there’s any doubt, Bandit is going full Red Hood, shooting lethal bullets at his targets.
CAPTION: I’m not here for him.
CAPTION: I could less about the Ferryman.
Panel 5
Bandit standing in a street full of corpses.
CAPTION: Me, I’ve got other fish to fry.
CAPTION: I may have a lot of questions, but that won’t stand in the way of the new purpose in my life.
CAPTION: Finally, my own.
CAPTION: Or something very much like it...
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