Thread:AngryLance/@comment-39280634-20201004064206/@comment-37028137-20201011194532

Greetings All,

Alright you forced my hand here's a preview from part way in. I bleeped a few bits since I can't say mur### or k###ed on here.

"Why should we believe this guy?! He's crazy can't you see that Lance?! He's talking about aliens and time travel and darkness for fuck's sake! How do we know he didn't #### them huh?! He just showed up outta nowhere!" The man had stopped ranting and was pointing at me with an accusing glare burning in his eyes. It wouldn't do any good to speak against him at this point, I was an outsider and he'd already made up his mind so I held mt tounge.

"That's enough Darren! I trust Nicholas, I saw that thing, whatever it was attack Lina, Meri, and him in the gardens. He helped fight it off and healed their wounds. If he was the ######## he could have let them die but he didn't! So I know he's not to blame, he's here to help. Now that thing has been ####### for weeks and we can't stop it so if Nicholas thinks he can help I say we let him. We owe that to our families!"

This seemed to put down any argument from the villagers as they murmured restless apologies and the tavern grew quiet. Standing from my seat with help from my benifactor I stared out at the crowd of frightened and angry folks, sympathy tugged at my hearts.

"I understand your fears and reluctance to trust me, I do. But I am here to help. Let's look at the facts shall we? Seven people men, women, children, all ####ed, all of them living in different parts of the town, different jobs, different friends. So what connects them? Why these seven and what can we do to stop more d###ths?"

Cheers,

The Weary TimeLord.