Hank Thompson went missing at age 21 after a plane crash, after 15 years Hank discovers that what he thought to be an accident was in no way an accident and decides its time to return home to his friends and family to his city.

He takes up a secret identity as he begins to go through his city hunting for the one, but as he begins his crusade he realizes how difficult it is to keep both his lives separate.

THE PHANTOM YEAR ONE

(A/N: sorry for my absence I had some things to attend to but I am back and hopefully I will be updating a few chapters every week from today onwards) 


“There must be something we can do, right? Right? “, Ferdinand pressed and Hank snapped back, “I don’t okay! I truly don’t know! There is no escaping them” he ended in a whisper. 


“But you did” “It was just pure luck” Hank moved away to put away his remining supplies. “Yes, but you still survived, and you escaped. So how did you do it?” Ferdinand pressed on moving before Hank to stand in his way. Hank simply stared at him with Ferdinand holding his gaze, “why?” “What?” “Why do you care so much about this guy, he’s not family. And even though you talk like close friends I can tell you haven’t seen or spoken to him in a while, have you?” Ferdinand remained silent as he heard those words. 


Horror's of the past pt3