Prologue (End)

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(Time for some plot twists!!)

Mr.Rapt said to meet at an old factory, something called the Stitchwraith had gone there with some parts, the files could be connected to said parts. Once I got there, I looked around, it wasn't just a factory, but a warehouse, and it was huge.

I looked for him, I was thinking it was a him cause he said he was a male from his first letter. But I was a bit skeptical of that.

I found him, again I wasn't sure if he was male or not, but he looked male, he wore a fancy suit, fit with hat, and cane, he had a symbol on the right side of his shirt, and his shoes looked mostly black with some white on it. In short, he looked like a fancy man, but also a cosplayer at the same time.

Then I remembered that letter he sent, the first one that he sent to me.

-If you help me, I will tell you who you are. You have a lot of potential friend, just do what I say, and everything will be ok. I can help you find what your looking for, your identity."

That was what this was for, I couldn't remember who I was, but why did he want those files, the people in them looks like normal civilians. What was so important about them?

Unless he knew something I didn't.

Date - September 8th, 2021.

Time - 7:43 PM.

Area - Afton Robotics.

"Hello? I got the files you asked for."

Mr.Rapt - "Good. Put them on the table, there is something we need to talk about."

I did what he said and out the files on the table, unsurprisingly their was a shadow casted over his hat, so I couldn't see his face.

He checked the files, the first one he checked was about someone with red hair, wearing clothes you would see at the mall, all black, nothing special about them from the looks of it.

First name - Carlton.

Middle name - Jackson

Last name - Burke.

Age - 19.

Hometown - Hurricane Utah.

Clothing style - all black

Parents - Clay Burke and Betty Burke. Both deceased.

Job - None.

Married - Yes.

Siblings - None.

Crush(s) - Yes.

The file ended there.

"What's so important about these people? You didn't really say."

Mr.Rapt - "These people are the reason those murders happened. Children's lives were lost because of them, I want you to help me bring them to justice."

"But we don't even know where they are. L-let's just get done with the files first and we can figure out the rest after that. Ok?"

Mr.Rapt - "Fine."

We read the next file, this one was of a girl with blonde hair older by a year from the previous.

First name - Jessica.

Middle name - Hamilton.

Last name - Aurora.

Age - 20.

Hometown - Hurricane Utah, New York

Clothing style - Skirt, shirt, white earrings, in other words, fancy.

Parents - Unknown, both alive.

Married - Yes.

Job - Fashion artist.

Siblings - None.

Crush(a) - None.

The file ends there.

We then read the next file

First name - Charlotte.

Middle name - Daisy.

Last name - Emily.

Job - Robotics.

Age - 18.

Parents - Henry Emily and unknown. Both are alive.

Hometown - Somewhere in the UK, Hurricane Utah.

Married - About to be.

Crush(s) - Yes.

Clothing style - shirt, jacket, combat boots, sometimes a ponytail, etc.

Siblings - Yes.

The file ends there. I had a feeling of de-ja-vu as we read the file.

We read the final file, but I recognized this one, I knew him.

First name - John.

Middle name - Zavier.

Last name - Marston.

Siblings - None.

Married - About to be.

Parents - Unknown, both deceased.

Job - Writer.

Hometown - Hurricane Utah.

Crush(s) - Yes.

Clothing style - white shirt, longe sleeve jacket, and jeans.

If seen, bring in dead or alive, for $100 or $200 each.

The file ends there.

We sat in silence for a minute. Then I had to ask.

"Why did it say one of them is a threat? I thought you said they were all threats?"

Mr.Rapt smiled as he pointed at the files.

Mr.Rapt - "Take a closer look at the dates of the files."

So I did, I overlooked one thing, the years each person was born, sometime between the 90's and early 2000's.

Then it hit me.

These were fake, but the people in them were real, someone wanted them dead, or locked away for something they didn't do.

"Why did your want me to bring you these?"

I said in an annoyed and angry tone, getting up out of my seat looking at the man in front of me.

Mr.Rapt - "Because, old friend, you wanted your identity back. And I will give you what you wished for." He said as he took off his hat, he was an old man, the suit seemed to prove it, he looked like he was either in his 60's to 90's, but aside from the wrinkles, white mustache, beard and hair, he didn't look a day over 40.

So why did he-

Mr.Rapt - "This look is fake, I was just trying to make you worry."

As soon as he said that, he looked younger, his hair was brown, but due to the lighting it looked back, the suit and hat was gone, in its place was a jacket, but it looked just like- no. It couldn't be, it was-


"John?"

I was shocked, I looked at the files, and looked back at the man that looked just like the one in the last file we looked over. It looked just like him. If this was him, why was he doing this?!

"Why did you want me to do this?"

Mr.Rapt - "Because like I already said, you wanted to know your identity, so here you go."

Mr.Rapt- no, John handed me a small mirror. I looked into it, I felt like I was betrayed once I realized what was happening, and the mirror helped prove my point even more.

John - "It's time you opened your eyes....







....Charlie"

The End?

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