Appendix - Leah

For the most part, she watched quietly. He spoke of his views and she watched him recklessly put them into practice. The way he went about things, he'd be killed sooner or later, and, if he wasn't careful, she would be too. She couldn't say why, people were just that way. They reacted funny to would-be messiahs. She knew he was genuine enough, she knew it for a fact because once, she'd tasted his mind, savored his thoughts, sampled his ideas. She just didn't know when she'd understand where it was going and what it was about. Wheels of revolution spun around him and he was dazzled, dizzy. A new universal church of truth, a new state of anarchy. Leaderless, without form, a vision of primordial society. This was his vision for the world.
He was just one man but he could do it.
He was the player, everybody else were just pieces on a chess board. He experimented with them, opened their eyes, blew their minds, changed their lives on a whim. He knew how to move the pawns. Phase one was complete, phase two was a mystery.
The best things to do when the wheels were put into motion would be to stay close to him, though the wheels might crush her. She didn't trust him. What kind of insane thing was he planning? He went for a drive one night and came back three days later a very strange man. A stranger, ever since the accident...