august 2nd, 1875
i walked home today the same as always, it was outragiously foggy, what happened next seemed as something from a dream. i started to hear small footsteps behind me as i walked, but as i turned to see who it was no one was there, it happened three times and as i turned to continue my journey home a small boy stood in my way, head bowed down. he told me that he could help me change my life and the lives of others. a door opened from the fog, we stepped in and he pointed at a light that seemed to come towards us. when the light arrived it was a scythe, blood red in color. the child said if you desire to destroy the scum of the world, then your desire will lead you to the weapon i showed before you, he rose his head and opened his eyes, they were as gray as the fog outside. i awoke on the side of the road, it seemed it was a dream, but something inside of me realized that it was all too real.
johnathan walkes
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