Front Page News - Issue #5!
Rather than stop, Max walks forward. He appears to be a guy wearing jeans, work boots, and a t-shirt, except every surface, even his eye's whites and pupils, is perfectly reflective.
"No, no, no. It's tow-motor-man. He was struck by some kinda freak lightning while moving castings around at a foundry. Fused 'im right to the machine, which was a forklift. On the floor they're referred to as towmotors, because that used to be the company that made 'em."
"I can see you're not him. I'm Manmirror, and Larry isn't dangerous. Didja know some of these snake guys got changed to escape the big 'C'? As long as they're not provoked, they're just tryin' to live as normal a life as they can. Larry thinks he could work in professional wrestling, and I think he might be right."
"So, your power is a pet towmotor? Cool. I'm going to assume you're down here lookin' for the snakemen that've gone bad. I'm just down here tryin' to figure out what the deal is with all the snakemen. I'm not sure, yet, what I'm finding."