Casino De La Queen

Mr. Quinton's Journal: Entry 1

This longitudinal journal is compiled of notes and entries over a series of years. I know this may have a high potential for danger (if this were to be read by an unintended reader), but I need to tell someone and if it must be you then so be it.

-Zachary Quinton, Log Date 04/15/2010

[Pulled from archived notes]

Dear Journal, I don't think those delinquents will be bothering me anymore. I met this really weird boy today or at least I think he's a boy. He said his name is Bernard but he was wearing a red dress and a headband. My mom used to make Susan wear those when she was here. Maybe Bernard is a girl, but more to the point journal, I was being held up by my shirt and was about to suffer a blow to my face when that cretin suddenly screamed. It was Bernard, he hit the ignoramus with a rock in the back of his head. Bernard grinned at me and ran away. I ran after him, we ended up at the park by the church. We spend the rest of the day running and talking.

02/14/1994