Luthor Log

 [Lex jumps up in his bed. He is covered in a  cold sweat. He can't remember much except for that... boy hitting him and then awakening in bed. He had gained godly power only to lose it due to his own inane hatred of Superman. He was too rash, but now he can think more clearly. 

And clearly the next logical step is to make sure that in leaving Mayfield he comes back with something of equal power, either through the town or from the fellow prisoners.]

Phone:

This is Lex Luthor. I realize my behavior has been odd lately, but rest assured I have recovered to full health. My memory however is a bit spotty. What happened these last few days?

Action: 

[Lex sits on the front of his house, sitting on the front steps, He looks over Mayfield with a large smile over his face while sipping a glass of lemonade.]