Prologue:
Dear mister cereal killer,
Hello, my name is Chorique. You're probably wondering why I'm writing this journal log in your brain right now, but I'm in a bit of trouble. It seems there is a lot more in your mind then we expected, and that we have lost connection with the DPK. So you will help us and tell them this:
Help, help us! we have been kidnapped by a very flirty evil leader of the dark place! Help, help us!
You will repeat this three times, if you don't you will stay in this state forever.
Toodles,
Chorique
Chorique finally Dropped let the pen drop from in between her toes and started to focus on ripping the page out of her mind book. Of course that wouldn't be easy since she was upside-down in a pitch-black dwelling quickly loosing conciousness.
But look at me, I'm getting ahead of myself. You probably don't have any idea what I'm talking about so you're just sitting there thinking what the heck is this chick is going on about? Well my friend, to explain things to you, I will have to take you back. Back to the beginning, that is. And I'm talking about the "beginning beginning". Not that "secret you'll just have to keep reading to find out" crap. Those aren't until later.
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Dr. Komen's POV
(1995)
Its always dark and rainy here in Canada. I don't know why, but I still can't get used to the weather here. I've been thinking of moving the facility to somewhere warmer. Arizona,maybe? Yeah somewhere along those lines.
Well wold you look at that, it stopped raining for a change.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Now who could that be at this hour?," I mutter to myself.
When I open the door, I see a young man carrying a basket
"Hello, my name is Ramin Karimloo. I found this basket on my doorstep, but it was adressed to your adress So I thought you would like it ." the young man smiled
"Umm, thanks. I don't know what I would've done without this...package. Have a nice day."
"You too," he walks away.
I shut the door. What the duce was that about, I wondered. I set the basket on a lab table when it started to cry.
Oh boy.
