I wonder how Clark managed to do that….? Ari thought as he looked at his face, a little fresh, now that he managed to get some sleep and clean himself in a cramped bathroom that forced him to squat as he took the bath….
Looking at his reflection in the dull mirror, he picks the mirror up from the wall, since it was so hard for him to keep on crouching…..
He then smiles, thinking how silly of him, trying to compare his situation with a fictional superhero character….
First, he thought…. He is not three meters in height….. Then the most important thing is that he is still ‘alive’ as a reporter, he has all the credentials, and ID to continue with his life….
While you, my friend…. Officially you are dead…. And even when you can make a convoluted story that somehow you managed to survive
