Hex

The world- the real, grotesque, fucked up world- lies hidden in plain sight.

Monsters blending in, sitting at your dinner table, smiling at you, unsuspecting.

Because they think they are safe, that they are going unnoticed just fine.

Hunters are getting faster and more efficient, wiping groups of forty- no fifty, a hundred monsters at the same time.

And only because at one time one got too reckless or showed a part of themselves that scared a human.

Mindless assaults, innocent people being locked away and reckless people roaming the streets.

Kidnapping, homicide and rape.

Robbery, arson, fraud.

Substances given out to abused teens in dirty alleys.

Yet humans always seem to deserve another chance.

Because they are humans, because they stand above all.

Because that's just the way things are.

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I know about hunters and their crimes.

I know about monsters and their dark, predatory nature.

But now that I've moved to this new, comfy apartment with this other student- and since I never really got involved with the supernatural to begin with- I know I should try to forget and lead a normal, laid-back life.

With friends and maybe a relationship. Who knows, maybe enrol in a school, like I should.

A normal, happy, fully-functioning life.

A life full of lies.

Yeah, not my thing.

Instead, I'll just head outside with little to no preparation and observe and study and write about the truths I uncover.

While lying to everyone around me and avoiding hunters and civvies alike, ignoring my roommate and with no end goal to it.

Yep, sounds more like me.

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Didn't go as planned.

Half of my contacts aren't human,
Am I human?

Hope so...

But do I?

Discussing the supernatural among other topics with my roommate has become routine.

My roommate who doesn't know about the supernatural.

My roommate who doesn't question where I go or what I do.

She does question why I just walked through the door limping and covered in blood though.

Good God, this should be fun.