Tony Rogers Last Night: A Fictional Narrative

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It was a crisp winters evening in Alaska. It was that time of the season in early February where there was barely any frost but simply cold biting air in what felt like an entirely empty atmosphere. Tony Rogers strolled down the empty dark streets; his tall dark silhouette cast shadows to the ground from the faux amber glow of streetlights. Every breath he took formed swirls of mist with every exhalation and he decided to put his exposed bare hands into the pockets of trench coat for warmth. His footsteps echoed up and down all around him only to be interrupted by the seldom hum of speeding taxis passing by. He wasn’t alone after all. He had lots of time to think on his journey, lots of time to think about the events of last night. The incident