GAGE:
The shadows in the dark used to haunt me. Taunt my soul. A forever reminder of what I've lost.
I used to live for the thrill of fighting. The blood, sweat and tears, but that seems like a distant memory now. Like it was somebody else's life.
I exiled myself to Brooklyn, to start a new life. There are no reminders here of my wife and what I lost or what I've left behind.
Or so I thought.
Until...