The Truth Is Coming


In the woods

I've been missing...The fact is, I feel more and more that I am slipping away from reality.

About three weeks ago G-Pops got a mysterious call. For the next few days he barely made eye contact with me, then
he drops the bomb. He has a job that requires him to leave town.

What? The guy hasn't worked in years - well, he does odd jobs around town, but nothing real - now he's got some gig out of town?

He made arrangements for me to stay with Danger. Great! Danger is the best, but he comes from a strange family...I know. Who doesn't?

Strange because they are always doing stuff together. Every night they eat at the dinner table! Who does that? And they don't have the internet, or a TV. Boring!

It was nice of them to take me in on such short notice, they had a summer camping trip already planned, so I got to go.

That's when I went missing...Danger and I decided to see if we could get to the top of a nearby ridge to see if I could get cell service. Hey! Gotta text...

Night hit us too soon and the story made the news. We got lost and spent two nights alone before Danger's dad found us pretty much where we left off. We must have walked in circles.

Out in the darkness...The night plays tricks on your mind. I felt we were being watched.

Several times I could swear that there were glowing yellow eyes in the distance. I would see shadows turn to men, then to animals on all fours, then back.

We made it out alright, but I still can't shake the feelings I had in the woods.

I'm glad to be back home with my Grandpa...He still won't tell me where he went.


The darkness without her

It's amazing how quickly your world can change...

Danger came over today, and we went to Jerk's.

It's our first week of freedom! School sucks, but it makes the summer that much more fun. Hanging with great friends, no stupid teachers, nothing but the warmth of the sun and memories to build.

Danger, as usual, was talking about nothing, but was making perfect sense...when it happened.

For a brief moment it felt as though the world shifted from it's axis. Time slowed, and subtle sounds faded.

-What's wrong Kade?

I couldn't grasp the meaning of Danger's words. Then a flood hit me...suddenly it felt like I understood everything. From beginning to end. All the knowledge in the world passed right through me, but I couldn't hold on to any of it.

Danger turned toward my distraction.

-Her name is Alexis. She just moved here with her mother.

-How do you know that?

She smiled as she brushed past me, and I felt a charge of electricity.

I sounds stupid. Believe me I know, but it was all too real.

-They bought the old Stevens house, two doors down from me. ~ Danger whispered, trying not to be overheard.

-Where's she from?

-Her father was messed up in some bad stuff, and they came here to get away. That's all I know.

Alexis grabbed a drink and left...same smile, same feeling as she walked past and disappeared around the corner.

For the rest of the night, she's all I could think about. She was beautiful, and mysterious. Two of my favorite things.

I know our encounter was brief, but the night seems darker without her.


Roller coaster

-You'll soon see the world as it should be.

That's the most I could get from my visit with Adam today. He's home from the hospital and his mom thought it would do him good to see some familiar faces.

I called Sara and Danger to see if they wanted to come with, but Danger was at the orthodontist, and Sara made some cheap excuse saying she would go see him on the weekend.

She's still been tough to read lately. In fact when she found out that Adam was back she kept trying to change the subject. I mean...that's what everyone is talking about. How can you not be curious? She seemed very uncomfortable talking about it, so I didn't push the issue.

When I got to Adam's house his mom warned me that he wasn't making much sense since he recovered from the paralysis. The Dr. said it could take some time - and more tests - to find out exactly what happened, but that he expected a full recovery.

She warned me not to bring up Cassidy's death. Why does everyone keep avoiding reality? We all need to embrace our fear...use it. That's what gets me through.

I did as she asked, so we talked about nothing really.

When I left, Adam's mom wanted to know what he had said.

-Nothing much.

-Did he mention anything about where he had been?

-No...he did say over and over how much fun you guys had last summer at the amusement park, especially the roller coaster.

The silence was awkward, and her look puzzled.

-We went to the Grand Canyon last summer. 


Turned to stone

Silence is more haunting than any scream.

Adam came back...well, more like he was found.

Mr. Leher was on his way home from school and there he was, standing, stiff as any statue, staring off into nothingness.

He was on the edge of Sutter's woods - an old logging area - outside of town... it's been abandoned for 15 years.

I guess it became too expensive to get the wood out, because of all the rough terrain. There are so many twists, turns, and dangerous cliffs...most of the area has gone unexplored. A few have tried to map it, but never came out.

Kids make up stories about ghosts and strange sightings up there. Me? I don't know...just one more place on my "don't ever want to visit" list.

Mr. Leher had a hard time getting Adam into his car. When I say's like he's made out of stone. Couldn't call for cell service out there, so old stinky had to do it all by himself. I would have loved to have been there. Adam's not a big guy, but most 5th graders tower over Leher.

Adam is in the Hospital "resting" one's allowed near him for now.

He's got some sort of sleep paralysis. I guess his mind is fully awake...he just can't move. They're trying to find out what happened to him, but at this point he can only blink, so it's gonna take some time.

Must have been one heck of a nightmare.


Bleed for me

Darkness hung in the shadows of my dreams and I fought to wake this morning. I hate nights like that.
Nightmares...half awake.

Impossible to settle into the day...

I was almost ready when he barged in.

- We have a knock rule...G-Pops!

- Are you okay?

- Until you came in...

- There's blood on your pillow. Let me look at you.

Grandpa grabs my head, with his thick hands, and examines me. It's like when I was young and we would go camping in the mountains and he would check for ticks.

- I'm not bleeding.

He releases his death grip and leads me back into my room. I must have been dead to the world to miss that this morning.

My pillow is covered with blood. Now I'm looks like I lost about a pint. I'm weak and have to sit down for a minute. Don't know if it's the loss of blood or the sight of it.

No clue what it's from. I feel fine now, but G-Pops let me miss first period.

Back at school my mind drawn to wild possibilities. All I know is tonight I sleep with one eye open.


Mixed up

It's one of my favorite things to do. Stop at Jerk's, and watch the beautifully tragic.

At least once a week the "terrible trio" -as Danger calls us- Sara, Danger, and myself stop in, grab a drink, and let the world pass us by.

Jerk's is a cool retro hangout...lot's of unique sodas and vintage candy and junk. All the kids stop by and grab a snack on the way home from school. It gets really crowded, so we were lucky to get a table.

Danger was home sick today, so Sara and I went together. We're back to our old ways like the dance never least that's what I thought. I've been places with Sara solo, and it's always cool, so today was bizarre. 

I got a Buck's Root Beer -the best!- and we're talking about 3rd period and the rotten smell that comes from Mr. Leher's desk. It's just disgusting. I'm sure something crawled in there and died. Really? You can't smell that? The whole school gags when they walk in that room and there's Mr. Leher acting like we're all crazy.

My friend Chance walks in with the new guy from California...and Sara stops cold. 

Now I'm not sure if her performance was for Chance or the newbie, but when they come over she starts giving me crap. I can take being made fun of, but this was over the top. She starts acting like she and I aren't even I moved in on her table.

Not for me! I'm out!

Later, Chance calls and tells me she kept at it. He was just as confused as I was.

I'm taking a break from it all.



What do you fear? I fear being normal...

That's why school gets me down. It's not so much being told what to do (that does suck) it's that the teachers treat everyone the same. We're not!

There's this idea of what normal is. Who decided? I wasn't asked if I agreed with their lame assessment of reality. I think school sometimes gets in the way of my education.

Today during free study in the library I wanted to research some ancient script - so I could have a clue about the hidden scroll - but Ms. Swane had different plans.

Why is it called "free study" if I am not free to study what I want?

- Kade, considering your grade in History, I think your time would be better spent studying the life of Benjamin Franklin. After all, your final report is due on Friday.

I know my grade sucks, and I've made a deal with my Grandpa to try and bring it up, but I am not worried about this report. I am a big fan of Ben. I have this.

-It's finished.

-If there is one thing I know from my twenty years is boys like you. And when you think you are finished, you have only begun.

What would happen if I threw the book at her? A smile creeps across my lips.

-There is nothing amusing about an "F" Kilborn.

Hate that! Teachers using just your last name. Swane! How does that sound? No, I know what would happen if I let the book fly...Grandpa would be upset with me. I respect him, because he does the same.

I get up and return the book of ancient scripts like a good "normal" kid.

Guess I'm taking a trip to the public library after school.


In plain sight

Danger is everywhere...

He won't keep still, sweating a little, darting his eyes from the alley behind the house and back.

- Will you knock it off?

- We're gonna get in trouble, Kade.

- Yeah, if you don't settle down...We'll be in and out quickly. 

- You know, the cops have probably searched the house from top to bottom and -

- Adults do such a great job with everything...don't they?

Thad clued us to the hidden spare key at Adam's house. He wasn't going to get involved, but he agrees that there's something going on, so...

I just want some answers.

I'm pretty good at finding things, it's my Grandpa, he's always making up maps, leaving clues for me to find, and doing treasure hunts, so you kind of develop the skills...

Sometimes it seems like G-Pop's got me on some kind of special ops training, but I couldn't do the military like him. Don't like rules! Won't follow rules is more like it.

I'm kind of surprised that Danger found it and not me...that's his big brain at work for you.

Found it is not really accurate because it was right out in the open, he just had his eyes open for something out of place. And a book in Adam's room? Definitely doesn't fit.

Not everyone likes to read, I get that, but Adam, he despised it...

Danger took it from the shelf and flipped through it's time worn pages. It's beautiful and filled with some kind of strange script that neither of us could place, and the last fifty or so pages seemed stuck together. Danger ran his finger along the edge of the sealed pages and a secret compartment reveled an ancient scroll.

-Did you hear that?

Danger spun around to face me.

-Someone just drove up. Let's move.

Grabbed the book and the scroll and we made our way out the backdoor and down the alley.

That was close...too close.


The truth

We are all mad in some sense. Today the madness spread.

Danger broke the news to me...

- He's gone.

- Who?

- Adam.

- He's been gone for weeks. 

- No, gone as one can find him...vanished!

The whispers that rang through the halls of our School were not of who got dumped over the weekend, or who had been grounded. they took a more mysterious tone. 

Adam Hastings disappeared....He's been out of school since Cassidy took her life. Thad, his best friend, told us that he was being home schooled for the rest of the school year, but was doing better coping with her death. Thad went over to his house Friday night and Adam mentioned how he wanted to go back to school, but his mom was being overprotective. 

On Saturday, Adam's Mom went to wake him for hockey practice and his bed was still made from the night before. She freaked and called the cops.

The jerks waited twenty four hours before starting their search...Great idea guys! Wait until something really bad happens, then do something.

The police are now looking for him...a few officers were at school questioning the Principal.

Everyone is convinced there is some kind of monster on the loose. Me? Ain't got a clue, but something dark has been in the air since Cassidy's death...It's all wrong, and getting worse.

I convinced Danger to come with me after school to Adam's house...His Mom will be with a volunteer group they're putting together to help with the search, so she won't be at home, and his Dad isn't in the picture -- That's the story with most my friends.

I'm not waiting for something else to happen around this place...It feels like the whole world has closed it's eyes on us! Time to start looking for the truth.


Forget the past

Danger and I are okay, we're like brothers -  I say that like I know - I have no family besides G-Pops, so I just imagine that's what brothers are like.

There are a few siblings at school that can't stand each other, but that's not us. He's sorry for the way he acted and it's done as far as I'm concerned.

He likes Heather and was kind of mad at me for going with her...One thing is clear. It's the last dance I attend!

Sara is a different story...

Danger thinks I'm making more out of it than I need to. His guess is that she was just a little embarrassed that it looked like they were on a date. Sara's always been like one of the guys, but lately, I've seen her through different eyes, and it makes me fear that we'll lose what we have.

Maybe I made the whole thing up in my mind, because of the way I feel for her. My head spins just thinking about it.

This isn't how we planned it...

I know, we're crazy! We've promised to remain friends forever - just us against the world - so I've got to keep my thoughts of Sara in check or I'm going to blow it all.

They're both coming over today to hang. It's a better day.


A solo act

School Daze...Get up late, devour some Charms, brush my teeth, and I'm gone!

Monday started like any other day, and ended in disaster.

Girls choice dance was this past Saturday, and I was asked out by Heather - she's cool - so I said yes...Besides, the original plan - for me, Sara, and Danger to just go hang, fell apart.

Sara's dad was going to take her along on a business trip to Chicago...She never spends time with him, so she was stoked! ---So, I told Heather, yeah--- (I'm not goin' solo, with Danger, to a dance...)

Heather and I are at the dance - it's all good - until...too late, I didn't see this coming!

Sara and Danger come in...together! I don't mean "hey, let's hang"...they were TOGETHER! That's not the bad part. All night me and Heather are trying to party with them, and they treated us like we were in their way.

I guess last minute Sara's dad's trip got all messed up, and she got bumped...again!

Today, at school, they avoided me. Come on! Really?

I've known these guys forever, and now they're a duo?

I'm just trying to make sense of it all.


Dark days

So I'm finally back at school...not like "finally" as in about time, because I could have stayed away forever...If only! Sometimes I dream about being on my own, and traveling, because I know there are some pretty cool places out there.

I just don't fit in here, so it's got to be better anywhere else...right?

But, I'm back, and people are acting strange. I know we just had a student die, and that can mess you up...I miss her like crazy, but I think talking about someone that's gone is the best way to remember them. I'm always bugging G-Pops for the dirt on my Mom - even though I have no memories of her - it keeps her alive.

They've had shrinks here at the school since it happened to help us "cope" and all. That's not the weird part...It's the fact that hardly anyone is talking about it, that's messed up. If I even bring up her name - it's like I just dropped the F-bomb and the Principle is standing behind me - not a cool!

Danger says it's because we've never had to deal with this sort of thing, so people are just shutting down. He gets like that...I think he wants to be a shrink himself. (He's always telling me why I do the things I do...dang, I just do things, there's no reason for most of it).

Danger has a huge brain...he's the smartest guy in school! That's why I like him...someday when I decide to take over the world (dream big), I'll have a smart guy on my side. Ha!

I do find it strange that Adam hasn't been back to school yet. He must feel pretty guilty about the fight he and Cassidy had right before she hung herself, but he has to know that's not what made her do that...right?

And I'm not buying the rumor that Adam killed her and is locked up in juvy. Maybe that's why people aren't talkin'...Adam's gonna come get you if you talk too much...I said that in my best spooky voice.

These are dark days...


Cold morning air

The whispers grow loud, then silence falls.

I was wide awake. My breath was visible and my eyes brittle. The alarm hadn't been slammed back into submission. So what had brought me back to life? I felt heavy there under the covers, like I was being crushed, but it was so cold I couldn't talk myself out.

This isn't how I should wake. I got that feeling again. I don't like feelings (not feelings like love and hate and happiness) - feelings - like the one I had in the kitchen as I looked out at G-Pop's motionless body.

I eased out of bed and pulled on my jacket and swayed to my feet...Frost was covering everything in my room. If you don't think that's cold,'d be wrong. I pressed the palm of my hand against the light dusting of white on my window, to heat it up, and looked out to the yard. That's when it hit me...

The frost was only on the inside. I heard a noise from behind me. It was coming from the furnace closet (a half-sized door in the corner of my room). Yeah, it gives me the creeps too!

I couldn't make it out any faster.

Man was my Grandpa mad at me for waking him like that.

"What the...have you lost your mind Kade?"

"Something's in my room. In the furnace closet...I heard it."

By the time G-Pops shook off the sleep and dragged me back to my room...nothing! No noise, no frost, no way I was going back to sleep, so I went out to the living room and watched some crappy show in black and white until it was time to get ready for school.

The walk to school was nice...too nice a morning to explain frost in my bedroom.


When the brave fall

I spent the morning with my G-Pops, throwing knives at an old stump in the corner of our backyard - my favorite thing in the world. He had been an Alpha trainer for GRIM (Group Retaliatory International Militia) nicknamed “The Reapers” in the late ‘60s. It’s covert stuff...really that’s all I know and that much I was sworn to secrecy. Not your typical Grandpa, I know.

My G-Pops is one tough dude. At 63 he’s in better shape than most men half his age. He’s constantly being mistaken for my dad by most at school. I think a few teachers would like to know him better...

I opened the kitchen door that led to the backyard. The muted sun traced a silhouette around me as I stood there motionless. My Grandfather’s body lay still in a pile of wet leaves.

Moments later I was in an Ambulance holding his hand begging him not to leave. The time between was gone, and a mist formed in my mind and blocked my thoughts.

I spent the next four hours in a small room with some drunk, (I hate drunks!) and a woman crying and laughing and talking some foreign language. A VERY long four hours!

Finally the Doc came in and took me to see my Grandpa. He looked like hell, like he had aged twenty years there in that room, but he was going to make it. That’s what the Doc said anyway.

We’re back home now and I’m taking care of him for a change. The Doc wants my Grandpa to come back in three days. He's not sure what caused him to go down like he did, so he wants to run more tests.

G-Pops the bravest man on the planet, but I could tell he was worried...I think he's not telling me everything.


Rest with the Angels

Not what I was expecting to hear when I opened that door and saw my friends.

I was in a great mood, because I had been with my Grandfather all weekend...he's the greatest man who ever lived.

But there they were, Sara and Danger, standing on the front porch with the strangest look on their faces. Then it came.

-Cassidy is dead Sara said, then looked to the bricks. Danger just stood, expressionless.

-What are you talking about?...not funny guys.

Then silence.

It was all over school, teachers crying, students sobbing, and flowers being placed around the quad. She was a quiet girl that we had known since first grade. What a wicked sense of humor...I lost it many times around her. Recently she had tried out, and landed a roll in the upcoming school play Wonderful Alice. She had a new boyfriend, Adam Hastings, not the best guy for her...but, she was back to laughing for the first time in a while - Her parents split last summer and she hadn't been the same - until Adam. What ever they had seemed to work.

Danger said Adam had broken up with her over the weekend, and it was bad.

Cassidy's lifeless body was found by her mother hanging in the closet. To be that sad. To have no one to reach out to. To end it all...

Rest with the angels Cassidy.


Just a disease

What a way to start a weekend!

Expelled! For a week...Plus I have to do a hundred service hours at the school!

Listen this is not the first time I have been to the V-P's office, hell I think I should have my own chair by now, but when I didn't do the crime...come on!

I took a picture of the "offense" and believe me...I can't draw. He said they had a witness that overheard me talking about Abnormia last week. Yeah, I've talked about it, with Danger, but they're stories my Grandpa made up to make my awkward life seem a little less so. They make me feel like I can fit in somewhere, someday.

I did not do this!

Someone has it out for me...It's obvious if you would just pull your head out and think it over. How can a kid that can't draw do that creepy picture on the wall? Besides I was home with my Grandfather last night.

The worst part is I can't confront the weazle that said these things about me. All the V-P said was...

"You're not a student, you're a disease and the sooner we get you cured the better".

Education at it's best!


Careful where you look

Today, after school, I was playing ball in the house...I know, I know! Off my back dude! Well, the ball smacks the table leg and ends up rolling under G-Pop's bed. I couldn't just let it stay there...

That's when I found this picture. I have no idea when, or where it was taken. Looks like an amusement park or something.

The thing sent chills up my back.

Is it my imagination, or is that someone's shadow on the ground?

Creepy thing is that I can't see anybody that would be making that shadow. I scanned the photo and put it back where I found it. G-Pops is not the kind of guy you tell you went snooping in his room and ran across something.

Last time I play ball in the house...Yeah, I don't believe it either!


I'm learning how to fall

Today was not the day.

It started with a car crash (not me), some drunk jerk was dropping off his daughter at school today and ended up across the street in some fools yard. That sucks! Nobody hurt, but a couple of kids were pretty shaken up. They almost bit it in the cross walk. Lucky to be alive.

Anyway, that's not the deal.

There's this girl. She's out of this world. I get all mixed up around her, and I'm usually pretty in control, but there is just something about her. I would be happy to sit and watch the traffic go by with her.

I've decided this is the year to live with no regrets.

Today I found out she's going with James. Are you kidding me? He's a douche. Everyone knows it, she has to know it. She's just so awesome, but she doesn't know it. I think she's got trouble at home.

Don't we all?

That's why today I'm learning to fall. It's going to come in handy someday.


Latitude or Longitude?

I've not the slightest idea.

Welcome to Abnormia

Someday I'll take you with me.

Burned out paradise

I don't know where I fit it, I don't know where to begin.

Feels like I've been crawling on my belly in the muck. Everywhere I turn shadows are calling out to me. If I could break out of my skin to reveal who I am, like the creatures of Abnormia.

Teachers tell you to "put your feet down" then back it up with "reach for the sky, you can do anything you want"

I do believe Mrs. Cansoco, I do, but NOT in you, and definitely not in this place under the foot of a man. Reveal yourself to me in my dreams tonight.

Reveal yourself...King of the Night!


I had a dream.

So, about this dream. My Pops has been like a father to me since...well, since I can remember. He's quite a great story teller. Every night of my life he has filled my imagination with story after story. It's one of the things I look forward to most, at the end of a day, it's just me and him and our thoughts, so it will come as no surprise that I've had wild dreams my whole life.

But this one was strange, even for me.

I was in Abnormia. That's what Pops calls it. A place where anything is possible. Where the rules are fair. Where people are different from one another, but they actually get along. I know, it sounds like a fairytale, and it is, but I love hearing stories about it. I makes me forget my troubles. It makes me warm, and comfortable.

First off, my dream was in vivid color, and I never dream in color. I don't know about anyone else, but I don't, so that seamed weird. But that wasn't the strangest part. There was a feeling there. One of danger.

Now Abnormia is like I said, kind of a place of refuge, where these creatures and magical beings can come and be themselves and not have to pretend like they do in the "real world". On this night it was very different. People didn't look me in the eye. They hid themselves when they saw me coming.

Then I woke, but I didn't really wake up. I was in my bedroom and my mother was there. Now I don't know what my mom's voice was like or how she carried herself, but I felt like this was how she was in life. As she stood there in my room, and I wiped my eyes trying to wake up, she said.

"We need you son...Abnormia needs you".


Be afraid, be very afraid.

So, my G-Pops is a great guy. The kind of guy that has a hard shell, but deep inside he's a caring soul. I think having put your only daughter in the ground has to weigh kind of heavy on a person.

I know that sounds harsh - to talk about my own mother that way - but I didn't know her. I was 7 months old when she died. Never can get a straight answer from the G-man on that one.

Anyway, Grandpa has always been a bit of a worrier. I don't get to stray very far from the sidewalk. If you get me. He's always got an eye on me. Not because he doesn't trust me. He just thinks something bad is going to happen, I guess.

I try and tell him that I am getting older and can take care of myself, but he just says..."You're not ready for this world of ours"

Don't get him sometimes, but I still love the old fart.


Because it's raining!

So, I want to get to this crazy dream I've been having, but first I got to tell you what happened on Friday. Me and Chance were on our way to P.E. and I realized I forgot my reading time book. This is important because we have been having the "Storm of the Century", and we have to go to the gym on rainy days and read, so I needed my book, or I would get a zero for the day.

Not good.

Why do they call it that anyway? Really? I mean, it has been raining for the past 2 days, and it does suck, but the "Storm of The Century"? You have to envision me saying that in my best "News @ 10" voice. It's just awesome...

Okay. So, we are cutting across the quad and it is coming down, cats and dogs, and we are dodging the massive downpour. Got to admit that we are having a blast, but as we round the corner to my locker...bam!

We run right into VeePee Montague. VeePee. Awesome.

"What are you boys up to?"

"Just forgot my book for P.E."

"Why are you gentlemen wet?"

Okay, does it drive you nuts when guys in authority call teenagers "gentlemen", or what? Me too! Anyhow. I turned to Chance with a look. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This guy is a dip!

"Well, it's raining, sir" I just threw in that "sir" to counteract the gentlemen thing.

"Why haven't you been using the covered corridors?"

"Because I forgot my book for P.E. and we didn't want to be late, so we cut across the quad. Everyone is in the corridor pushing and shoving-we thought this would be quicker."

...And, it was, until he stopped us. Now we are really late. This is just his way of showing us who's boss.

"Well, I am marking it in your files, and if I get word that you guys are wet again. It's a.m. trash pick up for you gentlemen. Understand."

"Yes, sir."

We are dismissed with a wave of his hand. I grab my book, head to class-using the corridors- and when we enter...

"Why are you gentlemen late?"



Detention. Is that the best you got? Really?

I hate school and you pull me out of class and send me to room 604? Yes! Sleep! That’s why you sent me here today to begin with, because I fell asleep in class.

You’d doze off too, if you had to listen to Ms. Swane “The Swine” recite the Articles of Confederation.

When am I going to use that information?

-Can I get you some fries with that? And, by the way, did you know that article 4 establishes freedom of movement, that anyone can pass freely between states? Oh, except paupers, vagabonds, and fugitives from justice... guess I won’t be leaving this crap-hole of a state anytime soon!

You know I wouldn’t be falling asleep if I could shake these freaky dreams I keep having. More on that later. I need sleep.


The birth of Kade

I’m not sure I believe in fate, at least not the way it’s been described to me over the years, but there had to be something at work here other than my actions.

Something that lead me to this place...Abnormia.

I mean, who was I? just a kid. A guy. A stupid teenager that had been written off long ago as someone that would never amount to anything.

Fate. A very interesting way to explain how I got here.