I am writing this diary for journalistic purposes. and also to track my path. I may or may not return the same man...or return indefinitely. Please whoever reads this.Share it with the world share it with every bystander and passerby share my undying passion for what the world doesn't see, for what this humanity wishes to forget.
October 7th 1999
day One
at the god forbidden birth of daylight tomorrow morning i forsake my fate and travel far beneath the safety of my life. Far beyond anything humanly sane.
My name..my name is Dane Middleton i speak of my name due to the minuscule coincidence that you.. whoever reads this remembers me. "formally" a small new York intern willing to go deep underground for a big break....Please i have left a photo of myself for you to give to the editor. I need to be revived. there is no way in hell i am doing this for nothing!!!!
Ok here goes.. the explanation of what the fuck i am talking about..I'm not crazy i promise. but i might be in my return. " where the used and abused go to be amused" this quote had been ringing in my mind since i was a young boy my older brother would torment me of nightmarish stories unimaginable of such a dumb boy. stories only told in belief and in fear.
A kind of asylum for Children of varying ages. A "home" for the unwanted kids of New York. Hiding beneath the depths of this fascinating city. Hidden with Hatred and remorse. Hidden with secrets.
The New York sewer system travels far and wide...far enough to have its depths inhabited. Skunder is found on on the deep web. only by desperate abusers, rapists and criminals wishing to hide there secrets from the world. They would pay large sums of money to get the children that they wish no longer be able to speak, the children they pay no respects toward, to be diagnosed and be taken to Skunder to never return to the surface of life and happiness. I believe that if i find this hidden hell. I can release these innocent lives from there unchosen fate.

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SKUNDER!
Mystery / ThrillerI am writing this diary for journalistic purposes...and also to track my path. I may or may not return the same man...or return indefinitely. Please whoever reads this.Share it with the world share it with every bystander and passerby share my undyi...