Stavanger Bay Now they're turning us into monsters

@Ford

He didn't know what brought him back here other than morbid curiosity. Maybe part of him hoped to find the part of himself that was left behind somewhere in that cave where he changed into something monstrous in order to survive. It was what saved his life after all. But no, he wasn't here to find any part of the weak man that was Zigzag--as far as Zodiac was concerned, he was dead--never to be a burden on anyone again.

Still, the salty breeze of the sea air moving through his coat, and the rhythmic sound of the waves moving towards the shore brought some kind of comfort to the scarred man. After everything, it seemed the call of the sea was still there, and he had remained as near to the ocean as he could manage, feeling like it was the only thing keeping the pieces together. He came to a stop at the borders, dead ocean eyes scanning the area for signs of life. This pack was not Ironsea, and he recognized no scent that stained the strand, yet he remained rooted in place, curious and intrigued despite himself.