Time is all I have and time is all I get. I don't know if this will make it but I'm writing this now. My journey beings here in LakeVill.
On this quiet afternoon I received a package in the mail. It was a box but I didn't reconize the stamps. "That's odd who would mail me something? It's been ages since I got mail like this?!?" Wondering to myself: could this be from the branch? As in THE Branch? No it couldn't, the branch has been dead for years...if not what would they want from me? I'm nothing I'm just a regular guy. Who sent this they wanted me to have it. I open the box and to my surprise I has the family crest on it!
To:Alex
From: lucians"
Wow!!! It's from the branch!!!! But how did they know we're I live?" *Face palm* "oh yeah that's right when I was first. Getting signed into the branch they would keep in touch. And they have...but after all these years? Wow I guess they still sat strong! Wow this so amazing!!" He goes and looks what else is in he box.
"I guess they want me back for another mission again? But I haven't heard from them in years and I retired 15 years ago. Why do they thinking been in the same shape I was when I was younger. Oh look a note!
"Dear Alex,
We sadly inform you that we need to call you back in. Just for one more mission we hope you have the strength in you to do it. It's one of your old foes Haze. We hope you can put a stop on him! We lost track of him but we know you were the only agent who could find him! We are all counting on you to find him and bring him to an end once and for all!
Sincerely,
Lucian branch"
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