After the probe crash, Eddie’s getting his life back together. Sort of. So what if his new beat writing PR puff pieces for Silicon Valley startups isn’t exactly glamorous? And so what if every time he closes his eyes, he dreams of the distant stars, and the bottom of a smooth black hole, one that used to be filled with teeth?
Eddie is agitated, pacing across Jodie’s office. A part of him knows he looks crazy, looks erratic. Knows this has gone off the rails, that he needs to calm down so Jodie listens, really listens to what he’s saying. A part of him knows that. That part feels like it’s coming from very, very far away.
- Chapter 1.
- Chapter 2.
- Chapter 3.
- Chapter 4.
- Chapter 5.
- Chapter 6.
- picnokinesis did an awesome cover for Muckraker!, based on the Anslem Keifer painting referenced in the fic.