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Prologue


 

Hi! My name is Dave Coll, a student who used to study at Harvard University. with an IQ of 363. But, I work in a grocery store. The only reason I had to work at a grocery store was that I have Dyslexia, and for that reason, they are not letting me get a job. It might sound unexpected, unreal, or even fake, but that’s the truth. 

If you are reading this, then you are going to hear the story of my life. September 18, 1992, the day I graduated high-school. That is also the day I was transferred to Harvard University. It was my first experience of what happened after graduation, and while working at the grocery store. It was so unexpected to me.

 

 

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Chapter 1: The Blood Moon


 

It was 5 am when I got ready to go to the store, I was a cashier, which was a good placement for me because I was the best at math in my class. I had to skip lunch because of the huge rush.

At 5 pm was when I got to eat my lunch. I finished and waited for customers to come and buy things, it’s not as easy as you think. I soon looked out to see that it was night already, the day already ended. 

I was the only person there, I was getting ready to go as three people with black clothing and a mask came in and said “Gimme all your money!”. I was not expecting this, This was a first-timer for me, and it was not a good one. I was hesitating and scared of my life ending so early. I had to do something, I looked at them and analyzed their looks. Like I first said, they wore black clothing and a mask. But when I looked out, there was a Ford Mustang parked outside.

 

I had to give them the money, if not, then it's obvious what happens next. I gave them the money, and they started to go away. I quickly looked down and saw their shoes, they were Nike predators.  After they left, I went straight to the police department to report the robbery. 

 

I told them their looks and their car. We went to the store and searched the store for any more evidence. “Hey, did you see what time it was at that time?” a police officer asked. “Yeah, It was around 8 pm” I replied. I was also looking around the store, but I found nothing. With the evidence I gave, it should have been enough, but that's what I thought. After this all finished, I went back home to take a good night's sleep.  The next day I got up, brushed, took a bath, ate breakfast, and went to the store. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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