28/01/2009
I'm walking towards an escalator in a train station, and there is a man in front of me. Suddenly somebody throws a knife at his neck, but it doesn't bleed it just oozes a transparent liquid- almost like cutting into a potato. I realise then that he is a 'Potato Demon'. I hurry across the train station to find a man called John. He is standing at the other side of the platform, so I can't get to him. I can't find the words to say to him, so I just hold up a photograph of a Potato Demon. He knows that I have discovered my duty as the slayer, and he is my watcher.
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