The tall walls of the enclosure surrounded me, cool gray concrete. When I went on a walk this morning I did not expect to find this beauty. An abandoned piping system, rusty electric boxes and claustrophobic inducing arches. Feels like home.

I'm the “smart” guy, at least that's what everyone calls me. I have many other skills and hobbies but I get the “smart” label just because I get straight A’s, it's not hard for me you know? I don’t even pay much attention, I just catch up with the subject at the last chance.

You all approach a park in which there are beautiful trees and children playing, it is a seemingly normal day… but not for you guys. You are all looking for the one person who summoned you here.

The goldfields have always impressed me, I stood there atop a small hill right across a small cottage where me, my brother and my mother lived, I stood there for a good while marveling at the flowers' innocent beauty.

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.