If you are reading this, you should know that my name is not important, I urge you to pay attention to the facts related here and not just dismiss it as the ramblings of an alcoholic or a lunatic.
Most of all if you do find this, I implore you to publish my story unedited and unabridged for it is the truth and it might someday prove useful against the coming darkness I have witnessed and that until now I have been forbidden to share.
I used to live my days as a freelance writer, I graduated law school and then became interested in politics, finance and business, but soon I would find out that my true calling was writing and leading a life of debauchery that would make many a movie star both proud and blush.
That was me, and while a I never bothered covering such topics as weather or gossip, I was always fond of expressing my opinions, i especially liked writing about pop culture and it’s impact upon society, investigative journalism or simply heated criticism of the latest trends and places, topics that others would choose simply ignore as buffoonery.
A week ago, it was published in a local paper that some drunken hobo informed of having sighted several thousand pieces swimming about during the middle of the night in a very polluted river devoid of life since at least a two hundred years ago.
I thought it was a fool’s errand due to the impossibility of the event reported, but since I had nothing better to do than reviewing the customer service practices of some local computer stores, I decided I would try and find the truth out there.
Many days I spent looking for answers perched upon a nearby construction building, until one night I heard a distinct sound of crazed human laughter, I would hope that I would have left that god forsaken place alone at that very moment, but something inside of me compelled me to take a look at what was transpiring in the river below.
What I saw left me speechless, there was a man in his middle forties, he seemed tired and badly dressed, when he saw me he said he was expecting me, he explained he didn’t remember much about the early years of his life, only that when he was young he used to live and play near the river and that those were his most cherished memories.
He also told me that he was a scientist, and that he was working hard trying to restore life to a dead place and that he had been working on this project since he quit teaching physics and biology almost 20 years ago.
He proceeded to explain how through his experiments he managed to create a device that could turn the tide on the pollution that was killing the river and fill it with both old and new species.
Something seemed off to me, how could a no name scientist from a third world country develop such a brilliant device when other respected and well funded experts were stuck at the theoretical implications of the plan.
It was then that I asked the unknown scientist if I could see the miracle machine he created. He smirked, he told me that physics, biology and science aren’t all there is in this universe and that everything could be restored by knowing the proper arcane formulas and offering something valuable to the beings that created them.
By now I was feeling uneasy and I was about to leave when he grabbed me with what seemed like the strength of several men and mustered angrily that he knew I was coming and that I should bear witness to what was about to happen and several other occurrences that would be presented to me during my life.
The man let me go and became increasingly agitated, suddenly he talked again only to say that he might have been a scientist but he never amounted to anything significant during his lifetime and that he would now risk his very soul to give back to his town the river that had make him so happy when he was young.
He quietly walked into the muddy waters, until he finally just disappeared as if he just turned into sea foam, the river started glowing with an unnatural aura and it was then I saw it…
The river remained just as corrupt as ever, but now there was a foul stench covering the whole area and in the middle of a little waterfall there was a hideous creature that by describing here I would only be proving that I was indeed drunk or insane.
It looked at me and I could say he smiled before taking off flying I have never been the same person again.
Like I said before everything written here could be the product of a dream or an hallucination that is if I hadn’t seen the thing again…