How He Keeps His Hat On

"Come on, brother. You from *Africa*. You one of us." Kenny glared at Adebisi. "You gotta join us."

"I am from Africa, this be true. But not one of you." He took a snort of the heroin, and smiled. "I am none of you, Kenny."

He moved a finger over one of his ears. A point flickered and went away. Kenny blinked and snorted his own tits. "What are you, man? From outer space or something?"

"Something like that, son." He laughed, deep and long. Kenny stared, confused.

Said, watching them, sharpened the steel point on his shiv and waited.