My nameis Benedict Thompson and I am a superhero. WIth a single touch I can read an item's past. I can tell you who used that pen before you, I can desribe how that shoe was made and I can describe everything that has been done on that motel bed.
Not every superpower is a blessing.
Benedict has never been the same since coming home from Iraq but he's getting better. He's rejoined the lives of his family, he's keeping busy with work, he has a kinda-sorta-but-not-really girlfriend and his Netflix queue has just expanded. Everything is coming up Benedict.
When an evil movie-quoting sniper starts taunting him over the phone, Benedict gets worried.
When the sniper starts killing people and leaving items from Benedict's past at the crime scene, Benedict gets scared.
When his kinda-sorta-but-not-really girlfriend wants to have the relationship talk, Benedict gets terrified.
Benedict already misses his TV.
