20 years. 20 years since I arrived in this little town and yet it's as if nothing has ever changed. The same bickering couple, the same dog walkers on streets. And yet, something truly extraordinary was about to happen. The sky turned blood red and an ominous humming sound could be heard everywhere. The rumors started flooding back into my mind. This was it! The Time of Ordeals! During that fabled time, everyone who is 'not worthy' gets taken away to an another world. And wouldn't you know it, I was one of the unfortunate victims. I still remember that ghastly feeling as I stared at the glowing entity in front of me. And so here I am, doing whatever menial tasks my 'masters' command me to do. 4 months in fact according to my calculations. When asked about the conditions of my release, the only answer they would give me is that my freedom awaits once i'm fully 'purged of all my debts' whatever that means. Once I do get released, I will do whatever I can rid the town of that dreadful curse. Should I perish during my enslavement here, it shall not be in vain. Gracious is he who does not give up.
Sometimes, life really sucks. Especially if you're forced to work and you don't know why.