Clay, was a normal civilian. Well, not exactly normal since he was the number one superhero, Dream. But, of course, identities are hidden to avoid chaos. Besides, superheroes, supervillains, and vigilantes do need tome for themselves as well.

He was walking down the street of Eastside, hands in his pockets. The streets were rather busy today, hell, he didn't even know what he was doing in Eastside. Cars honking at eachother, and people's murmurs.