Queens District, Forest Hills, 2525 Juniper Avenue.
The cream-colored walls, the neatly trimmed lawn before the door—everything was exactly as he remembered, peaceful as a faded old photograph.
Kurt Connors stood outside that photograph, like an out-of-place ghost.
He had already been standing there for nearly ten minutes.
His right hand in his pocket was sending him waves of warmth. He could clearly feel the texture of the cotton lining in his pants pocket, even the cold outline of his keys.
This hand was proof that he had regained his freedom, and irrefutable evidence of the sins he bore.
Once, in order to obtain this arm, he had turned into a monster and nearly destroyed the entire city. Yet now, with everything finally over, he realized that he had been away from home for far too long.
He could not help recalling everything that had happened back then, and then the events from not long ago.
One day earlier, black Federal Bureau of Investigation vehicles surrounded the Atomic Energy Laboratory. Armed agents stormed into the building and announced news that shocked him—the mysterious young man, Miles Zero, "Psypoint," had been identified as a dangerous terrorist and would be wanted across the United States.
As a researcher clearly connected to Psypoint, Doctor Connors had thought he would be unable to escape disaster. He had even prepared himself to be sent back to some secret prison and spend the rest of his life in darkness.
But then Norman Osborn appeared.
The elder Osborn personally held a brief discussion with the person in charge of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the tense situation miraculously eased afterward.
They were all released after a simple round of questioning. As for people like Doctor Connors, who had not originally belonged to the Atomic Energy