Our worlds don’t interact enough for you to quickly remember me. Astute as you are, you will soon realise something is amiss and then you will remember.

For our past is vivid, and not to be so easily forgotten. I know the harm that was brought upon you. Every one remembers for that man was horrible for what he did.

A wicked man he was, quick and sly as a fox. I remember how on that night, he sang and danced with passion, anger, and sadness. No one felt any empathy, for we are all required to be hard shells when it comes to our line of work. Insanity was mumbled though, among our people. Those who showed such a display are the ones who he sought out and killed. You were just in his way. I know, he had no right, but as I said, he was quite a wicked man.

The followers were worse. They created a riot, one as cold and dark as a winter night, yet as quiet as a sleeping baby’s room. Devouring everything in their paths, even each other.

By now, everything has hit you full force. Well, now that you understand the situation, the organization has one question of you.

Will you rejoin us?

I know what you’re thinking, “hunting, again?” You think you have a choice don’t you?

Please, let me inform you better.

You don’t.

Of course, you could stop reading this oddly placed book, with the same cover of the one which you were intending to purchase, but then, the end will come too quickly.

Oh, good sir, keep reading, trudging eyes across the pages, pretending you don’t know the doom you will eventually face, if you turn down our offer that is.

Of course, the disability you received while with us, could possibly entitle you to a great sum of money… One which you will receive after proving you are faithful to us.

We don’t trust your faithfulness though.

Oh we know your secrets, even this one. The only one you never told.

Oh yes. We, the organization, know. You were planning the deceit which occurred on that night, for a long while. Just to distract us from the truth.

Your identity is known.

Prepare yourself for the termination you are to face, then look behind you.

You see me. Your partner, an old friend.

The one you’ve betrayed.

Once the hunter, now the hunted.