Disclaimer: I am noob and looking for feedback, and this is not a complete story (yet)

“Welcome, gentlemen, to a new life in New Vegas,” was the line that woke me up. It had been a long ride on the inter-continental train, and I did not want to interact with these passengers. The only people still taking old-world transportation were the crazies who refuse to accept that the eclipse happened, and me.

The eclipse didn’t do me any favors. All I got was the power not to get affected by other superpowers. What kind of ripoff is that? Things would be so much easier if I could just hire a teleporter like a normal person.

Soon, the ugly hum of this old-world tin can had finally ceased. Half asleep, I picked up my bags and shuffled off to the exit. I started suspecting that this trip couldn’t be worth the trouble. “Why am I the only one that has to sit in this tin can for hours just for a stupid job interview? Ugh.” I thought to myself as I dragged my feet to the ticket booth. It wasn’t all bad. “At least I get to catch up with Jake”, I thought as I pulled out my phone and started walking like a plebeian. It’d been 10 years since Jake moved out of the country.

When I got to the cafe called “Chameleon”, they took me to my seat and told me Jake wasn’t here yet. I swung at the air in front of me to check, but he really wasn’t here this time, I thought. That’s when I went to sit back down on a seat that was no longer there. Jake was standing triumphantly over me as he became visible again. I was glad to have a friend like Jake. One whose powers could still affect me, though indirectly.

“You don’t look like you’ve aged a day!” said Jake, offering a hand.

“And you haven’t aged a day either, mentally.” I said with a smirk.

We talked about old times, made inside jokes, the usual, but that remark never left me. I looked young for my age, even before the eclipse, but standing in front of a mirror in my motel room, I noticed this was definitely not normal. The implications were ridiculous, so I shoved them into the back of my mind and went to bed. Scrolling through my phone when I should have been sleeping, I heard something fall out of of my phone case, but couldn’t see anything. “Classic” I thought. It was an old trick of Jake to hide invisible pieces of paper and make you wait for the invisibility to wear off to read them. I put the invisible paper back in my phone case and went to bed.

Next morning I was lucky to find a taxi quickly. Sitting inside one of the few taxis left in the city, I started mindlessly scrolling again. The driver said, “You hear about that ‘victimless murder’ last night?”

“Victimless… murder?” I said.

“Apparently, just this morning, they found a gruesome amount of blood in an alleyway just by the Chameleon. The one next to the station. No bodies, though. So they're calling it the victimless murder” He said.

"I see". I remembered Jake and the paper. My heart started beating faster. I took out the paper from my phone case to read it. It said “Fuck your job interview, you need to get out of New Vegas right now, they could kill me just for telling you."

As soon as I finished reading it, I asked the driver to stop. Jake would never joke about something like this. I was thinking whether I should call him, or go check out this "victimless murder" myself, when I was interrupted.

“But don’t have your interview with Atlas?” said the driver.

“How did you kn—” I looked up to see a gun pointed at my head.

“Pleasure to meet you Mr Nate. I’m the hiring manager for Atlas Inc. We could do the interview right now if you want.” said the driver, gun still pointed at my head. “Tell me, what was your gift from the eclipse.”