Malcolm McGowan

Malcolm grew up with various foster families within the UK, never seen as more than a paycheck or good deed. He spent his youth waiting to grow up, petitioned for emancipation at sixteen, and made it to the States by the next year, chasing tales of the American Dream.

At nineteen years old, he was two months behind on rent at an apartment unfit for human habitation, eating out of the dumpster behind the local Chinese place more often than not, and sticking up poor fuckers in the street with a stolen Glock. He was caught up in a terrorism incident (just another part of life in the U.S. nobody warned him about) he denied being present for out of a justified fear of police coming after him for robbery and being in the country illegally in the first place. Soon after, he stopped being able to sleep at night, lost all appetite but for strange cravings, and developed sun sensitivity. Naturally, he attributed this to trauma.