The Trespasser and the Architects of Dreams
Lee Walker has died twice.
The first death was in the Great War in the Air when a skyfull of poison transformed him into a superhuman with tortuously acute senses. When he heard the dead and dying over miles of no-man's land, he believed himself besieged by ghosts. His soul was shredded, his mind was broken, and the first Lee Walker died.
Unable to function in no-man's land due to his trauma but possessing considerable potential due to his newfound acuity, the second was transferred to the air force where he threw his all into killing the enemy. He found the adrenaline of battle a balm for his constant sensory pains which his specialized flight helmet and goggles could only dull.
They called the second the Trespasser because he trespassed through enemy territory without any a care.
When the war ended and he found himself still alive, the second drifted to Shanghai where he hoped opium could kill what war could not.
The second time Lee Walker died was in an opium den where an Indian mystic named Ram followed the scent of blood on his soul over an entire continent to find the hole where he slept like a stray dog. Ram spoke to him of Shiva whose violence and pain was a cosmic necessity--even a cosmic good. Ram spoke of warrior codes and violence in the service of humanity. Ram spoke of purpose and need and destiny and in the light of these things the second Lee Walker died like a shadow against the sun.
The third man retains the names Lee Walker and Trespasser, but in truth he is neither. He is something that combines mercy and violence into a potent weapon against evil.
It is now the third decade of the 20th century. A shadowy warrior trespasses through Mainline City--through its art deco skyscrapers and dilapidated slums.
There is nowhere evil can hide. There is no shadow so dark, no light so blinding that will turn away his pursuit.
The Trespasser hunts.