Damon Felt, a walking, talking cliché of a meek human, lived on Bryant Street. Pathetically normal to fifty levels, Damon Felt did not belong on Bryant Street. Carson Range, a self-appointed expert on the strangeness that existed on Bryant Street, knew it without a doubt. But yet Damon Felt lived there, normal as anyone. Until one day Damon showed his true colors. And Carson needed to walk away. Maybe run.