catalyst ; a supernatural fanfiction

Let's be clear.

My name is Chara. I hunt things. The things that used to hide under your bed and in your closet, the things that go bump in the night. So unless you had a deer haunting your nightmares, you could say I hunt the supernatural.

Let's be clear.

It's not fun. It's not glamourous or exciting or pretty. It's a horrible, hellish business. But no one else is going to do it.

Let's be clear.

This is your last chance to turn back. I can't guarantee that everything in this journal will be PG-13. I can't guarantee that you won't feel the bloodstains on the pages, or that you won't scream and run for your mother when you finish the story that begins about twenty five words from now.

Let's be clear.

I'm not making any of this up. I'm not lying to you.

Now that we're clear.

We can begin.