The Beginning
If you were
to ask me why I got into this line of work I guess you could say it is what I
was meant to do. I mean I was never
suited for the 9 to 5, suit and tie kind of thing. Hell, growing up I could barely hold onto my
job at that crappy little burger joint in town.
For the life of me I just always thought I was supposed to be someone
else. I never felt like I fit in at
school, sure I tied to play their games, shit I even started on their precious
football team, but I never felt comfortable doing that kind of thing. I was better at being the kind of kid who cut
class more often than not and I barely managed to graduate when my time came.
It took me
another ten years before I figured things out for myself. The funny thing is that it didn’t even bother
me all that much. I can still remember
how I thought to myself that it was about damn time something like this
happened. I recall all too well how
that…thing… had lurched out of the shadows toward me. I can still smell its blood-and-rot breath
and feel its shit caked claws bite into my shoulder. To be honest it was through nothing more than
blind luck that I managed to kill it. I
used that broken two-by-four like I was born to it and must have hammered away
at its body for twenty minutes before I stopped.
Why am I
telling you all of this? Well I guess it
is so you can make a choice. Y’see I
never had one, like I said it was something I was born to do, but you have the
chance to avoid all of this. You could
take the high-road and try to avoid this life, try to remain an upstanding
member of society and all that crap. But
the thing is I can tell you won’t. How
do I know that? It’s your eyes. You have the same look that I had that day,
the look that says you finally understand what’s going on around you.
Sure sure, you
know something now, but believe you me, you have got a lot more to learn before
you can start hunting. Just wait and
see, maybe you’re meant for this kind of thing, maybe you will be one of the
great ones. But just remember one thing,
if they turn you, if you let them change you into something like them I will be
waiting…
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