Graham's Journal: Day 1

November XX, 1991, Ally Mclean.

Well, It was good meeting some new people. I got a package in the mail that was a Rabbit Mask and that flyer which was saying that they are thankful for subscribing to their newsletter and that America is a tune and must be sung together from "50 Blessings". I got a phone call from the Red Mole saying that you need to hand in your application for a waitress.

I went in, and seen a bunch of people who later became my friends. I met a Big Man in a Golden Eagle Mask who offered training in which I accepted later, a a Middle-aged Woman who was a hopeful in the olympics in a Panther Mask who accepted my wish to my brother if I die without a fight and had a foster kid in a Cat Mask.

There were also a lot of other people such as a Canadian immigrant in a Garter Snake Mask, A man in a Owl Mask who knows about what happened to Curtis, my old friend who was stabbed and burned, a kinda pissed off dude with a hook and a eyepatch sporting a damaged Parrot Mask, and a cutie with pink hair who was very lucky surviving her destruction of her gang and was wearing a Clownfish Mask. I had some good times with all of em'.

I even found out about the killer of Curtis. A person who is a driver by day, but a killer at night. He was a dude in a Black Chicken mask. He called himself Luca. I did not have a problem with him, but he killed a good childhood friend of mine. I knew this could happen to me one way or another.