They called it the Crystal Rush. It lasted only a heartbeat. But in that heartbeat, Joel Someone could change everything.
In those gaps, Joel found the truth: everyone leaves traces. A lost button, a torn ticket stub, a smudge on a mirror. And Someone 窶� that second self 窶� could follow those traces back to the people who needed finding. Joel Someone Crystal Rush
Joel was nobody special 窶� or so he told himself. A clerk in a dusty secondhand shop, sorting through broken watches and forgotten photographs. But at night, he became Someone . Not a superhero. Not a ghost. Just窶ｦ someone who mattered. They called it the Crystal Rush