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Here I am again. I'm tired of dealing with the supernatural crap. Jason and I are constantly trying to find these beasts and well, its not turning out so hot. I'm sore, he's sore. We're mentally and physically exhausted. At least, I know I am. Whether or not he is is his problem. But still. He must be more exhausted than me. He's been doing this for years. I started only...a small while ago. It was after I nearly saved Jason's life. And reunited him with his dead mother. Yeah, she was dead. Still is really. But that's not the point. The point is, I didn't start seeing them until after everything. If I had to do it again, I'd do nothing different. It brought Jason and me closer. But it did tear me and society apart. I just wish... oh well. It doesn't matter what I wish. It won't come true. But I bet maybe, just maybe, you're wondering what I'm ranting about. Well...it started out pleasent enough. But it got ugly. And strange. And deadly. I'm surprised I survived. If not...Jason told me the world would be dead. Literally. No joke. If I was, I'd say "hahaha" but I'm not going to because its the truth. Everything here is truth. Keep on reading if you want to know the truth. But, if you want to live in darkness, don't read any farther. Jason said that the truth will set you free. But sometimes...I wonder if that's really true. I've never felt much more of a captive since the truth came out. Alas, its my life and my issues yet, the fate of the world rested on me.
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