"I know I'm not crazy" Bob thought to himself, as he sat chained to the floor of the interrogation room. Things were not making much sense to him. Less than three days ago he had discovered that he was a super powered being known as The Sentry. He had been reunited with his wife, only just now to find out that she had been dead for years, and the police believed that he was responsible for her murder.
The door creaked open and a middle aged black man walked into the room. He threw a folder down on the table, and pictures of his wife's corpse and a mangled man came sliding out of them.
"Good evening Robert." The man said, "You comfy"
Bob didn't respond. He just stared down and the mummified corpse that had once been Lindy.
"I'm sure you recognize The Rhino, you beat him to a pulp that is now surviving on life support thanks to tax payer dollars, and the other well. I'm sure I don't have to say anything, but what I would like to know Robert is. Why."
"Why what" Bob mumbled, never making eye contact.
"Why someone as powerful as you are would suddenly come out of hiding after nearly 80 years?"
"What are you talking about. Do I look like I'm anywhere near being a grandpa."
"I don't know, you tell me."
"I was born in the 80's"
"Not according to this your not."
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