No one in centuries has ever had a different mark, no one except James. Many millennia ago before my parents were even born, legends have it that a man named James lived; he was completely different from everyone in town; he stood up for equality and was born with a Yellow mark. He made his own decision and thought for himself. This town was very dangerous no one ever questioned their role in this town and if you were to do so you'd end up in the dead drop and trust me when I say you never want to go to the dead drop. Many people who go to the dead drop never return. One day James tried to take over the dead drop but he went in and never came back out. He told all his friends and family that he knew who he was and what his mark meant and that he would take back what was his. However he went the dead drop and never came back. People said he was crazy that he was giving the mark of deaht that his odd marking made him go crazy util he completely lost it. To this day the mayor prohibits anyone from this town to ever speak of him. He lives on as a child's tell, a legend. However for me his story would be the start to my beginning.
