Robert Tucker, a sorrowful, solitary man, given to bouts of weeping, tries to balance his life caring for his aging mother, his Catholicism, his homosexuality, and his dull job. One night, after his mother has gone to bed, he dons leather and heads for a private club. He telephones a tattoo artist with a special request. He goes to confession, accusing himself of despairing. He cries out during a nightmare, waking his mother. "You're a good boy," she's told him. He prays the Stations of the Cross, and he lives out his own sorrowful mysteries.咔，仪器上的指针已经到了尽头被挡住，可是强烈的反应让指针上的力量继续加强，啪的一声竟然折断了，胖子和一众进化者皆是心头一跳，靠，这要不是超SS级的话绝对没这个实力！