As someone living with a craniofacial difference (unilateral cleft lip and palate) for 49 years, characters like the Phantom have always felt deeply personal to me. Doing this one at dusk into nightfall was powerful. I did have to break out the iPhone flashlight on a little stretch of no sidewalk/shoulder/streetlights (if it’s named “Old ______ Road,” that’s a huge clue), and two blocks of streetlights went off right before I got to them. A few screaming Phans right at the end, and a late long run is in the books.
