Danny watched in horror while I was eating the famous pork ribs at Faicco's pork store.
When I woke up Danny was still driving, so I decided to watch a movie on the flat screen TV and after that I slept some more. Then when I woke up again Danny gave me some breakfast and told me we were going into New York very soon. When we got to New York I was surprised of how big it was. Danny and I checked into a nice fancy hotel and then we decided to walk around the big city. Danny gave me a credit card that had my name on it. He told me he made it from magic and told me there was a hundred thousand dollars. Magic is awesome! Then we decided to go to Faicco's pork.
"What? I'm hungry, man and why are you eating your ribs with a fork and knife?" I asked tired of Danny looking at me like I was a pig. I guess I did kinda looked messy, though, because people were looking at me funny.
"I tend to eat eloquently and not like a barbarian, thank you very much," Danny said a matter a factly. I just shook my head and devoured my pork ribs. I decided to change the subject.
"So, what other stuff is out in this 'supernatural world'?" I asked sarcastically. Danny looked at me with a serious expression.
"You really need to stop denying and saying everything that's happened is from the drug, because, lad, it's not." Danny told me annoyed. I just nodded, really not listening to him. Then Danny explained.
"The world has chronological structures which means there's the pure, the special, and the blind. The pure is like me and you we see things people wouldn't dream of and we have powers. The specials are humans who can see what we can see and the blind are just the normal humans. You know, most of the things you used to think were fictional are now turning real. You're not a blind anymore, you have turned to a pure and you will soon know every creature throughout this world. So does that answer your question."
I just sat there and stared at him. "Uhhh… no, but cool introduction though. So tell me are zombies real or was krypton a legit place?" I asked psyched. Danny just sighed and put his hands on his head. Then he looked at me with his smug smile. "You're a bloody idiot, my friend. No, there are no zombies and krypton is fictional. But genies are real, so are dragons, and mummies, and… well you get the gist. Anymore 'educated' questions, Mr.Wesson." Danny said while shaking his head. I thought about it, then I had one. "Danny, can you please tell me who you are?" I begged. He looked at me and then shook his head. "You will find out soon enough, but now is not the time?"
I sighed in frustration and said "yeah, yeah." Then a thought occurred to me. "Hey, Danny what will the people at the sanctuary teach me?" I asked. He looked at me as if it were obvious.
"They will teach you agility, speed, unimaginable strength even for a fellow weakling like you-" he was saying, but then I cut him off.
"What?" I asked.
"Well you are, I'm just facing the facts, lad. Anyway, they will mostly teach you about demons and how to kill them?"
"Demons, what is this, the poltergeist. Man, I told you I don't want to die young."
Danny shook his head at me like I was an idiot. "God, you are so thick. Everybody in the world knows that the poltergeist was about ghosts not demons,and you will hopefully not die."
"Well when are we going to this institute, anyway." I asked. Danny put down his fork and wiped his mouth with the napkin that was on his lap. "Well it looks like you're done with your meal, and I'm done with mine. So it seems to me we should go now." Danny got up from his nice neat side of the table and he dragged me out from my "pigsty side".When we get out of the pork place. Danny tells me something no one has ever told me before.
"One day, lad you will become the thing you have always dreamed of, something everybody wants to be. You will become a hero and you will be proud of it." Then we went to the institute.