Prologue

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Jughead's POV

- My boy, despite your young age you must know the history of the generations before you... I must warn you that it is blood-curdling...
- Yes, grandma, I want to know, I say enthusiastically.
- Our family, the Joneses, have always had big differences with the Cooper family, but murders should never have been committed between the two rival families. As you probably suspect, the worst happened, in all desolation, there were several murders. The city was burnt down that year too, says my grandma.
- What year was it exactly? I asked questioningly. And if I remember correctly, the town that burned down, it's called Riverdale. Right? I said, not being sure of the answer given.
- You have a very good memory for a young boy of seven, she said with a very big smile, it was in Riverdale, and the year is the same as the one when the German physicist Albert Einstein published his theories of relativity and the equivalence of mass and energy. She said looking me in the eye.
- Ahh yes, I know, it was in... 1905, if I remember correctly...? I say hoping I have the correct answer.
- Yes, my boy, she said, ruffling my hair. I think that's enough for today, do you agree?
- No... I want to know more. Please, my granny whom I adore with all my heart, I say, making a very cute face.
- All right, my little rascal, would you like me to tell you what's next in the lighthouse of this magnificent city?
- Yessss, I would love that, I say, jumping into her arms.

To be continued...

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