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Post by Max on Mar 14, 2013 22:30:28 GMT -5
Jarred remembered his mother darting in front of him just as the demon tried to stab him. The knife went directly into her heart and not a hair off. He remembered crying for the first time since his father abandoned him. He remembered the Milligans stepping in and saving him. He remembered having to burry his mom.
Jarred leaned against a tree in the woods, contemplating things. He just finished high school last year and his mind was now set on his career: hunting. He cleaned a blade Adam Milligan, his adopted father, had given him making sure he could see his own reflection.
Jarred got up and hopped onto his old rusted motorcycle and rode to the library to find a newspaper. He stepped inside and he felt everyone's eyes looking at him. He did his best to ignore them and got to his work. Nothing unordinary seemed to be going on, for now at least. Jarred found a computer and started to search Internet articles on resent strange events. There just so happened to be some type of haunting at a house two towns over. He wrote down the address and made his way back out of the library. Jarred felt a little shove and realized he had just ran into some guy. "Freak." The guy mumbled under his breath and for that Jarred didn't apologize.
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