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Darker Times: Introduction
Many things have been said about Billy in the past.
Most believe he was a crazy old hobo, wandering the city, talking about adventures and monsters.
Most people don't believe in humans either.
My name is Finn, ever since Jake's parents passed I've been homeless, or, supposedly homeless, I live in a tree. A lotta people feel sorry for you when you got no house, but man, I live it pretty sweet compared to some people in big fancy ones.
And besides, who needs a house when you got a friend like Jake?
No, he is not my dog, he is my friend. He's no ordinary dog either.
But back to the point, me and Jake are following in Billy's footsteps, after all, it's a lot of work for one man to protect the whole city from monsters and evil junk. You'd think that would be the police man's job to do that, but they can't fight what they don't know exists, even if it breaks the law.
So, here begins my story.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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