So, who am I? The truth is that I just don’t know. I woke up in an alley a little over a month ago – other than a photo, a watch and a key I had nothing – possessions, memories, knowledge of who I am or even my name. After a month surviving on the streets I met a guy called Ghost who, for some reason that I’m not complaining about, has taken it upon himself to look out for me, provided me with a roof over my head and is helping me try to work out who I am. It turns out that the boy in the photo is one of Ghost’s friends. He has no idea why I would have the photo. The key was to a depressing hotel which appears to have been a bolt hole that I’ve been renting for the last eight months but haven’t visited. The watch – still no idea on that one.

Activities over the last few weeks have shown that I have knowledge of the clubs of Seattle as well as pretty awesome magic abilities. Looking forward to finding out more!!!


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