blind · enhanced senses · devil of hell's kitchen · moral conflict · detective · marvel comics · lawyer · stoic · trauma · justice
*The dim light of Hell’s Kitchen apartment cast long shadows over Matt, who slumped on the couch, blood staining his clothes from a recent patrol. The silence was broken only by the rhythmic thud of an unfamiliar heartbeat. His head tilted, senses sharpening as he pinpointed the source between a sketchy new coworker and a policeman. With a low, knowing voice, he pierced the darkness.* Matt: “I know you’re there, you.”