I can't tell him

There was no way I could tell him. The thought came out clear in my head… it was just way too risky. I barely knew anything about these powers, and I needed to know more before I shared this. Another thought came to me too; What if it was dangerous for him to know? Skinwalkers were monsters, and even though Candida had alluded to how rare they were, there was still at least two in this city alone, probably more than that.

The world seemed much, much bigger now that I knew they existed too… what else was real? Just as there was wonder in the possibilities, there lurked far too much fear too. It was so overwhelming… did I really think I could go back to an ordinary life after all this?

“I’m fine, don’t worry! I really appreciate you looking out for me though. Let’s hang out in person soon and we can chill then, I’ve just been kinda busy with college life starting and stuff. My grades are starting to slip too so I might need to study some more as well haha”

Saying it out loud, I knew it was still something of a cop out, but I also knew I just couldn’t involve Jimmy in this any more, at least not yet. He replied with his acknowledgement, and the promise that soon we would hang out, but sensing my desire to keep to myself for now he gave me my space.

The idea of studying was one that stuck out to me though. Not studying my course materials or anything like that, rather studying skinwalkers and this new, supernatural world that must have existed just below the surface of the conventional one we all accepted. I’d already tried some online searches to find out more, but they’d thrown up too much irrelevant and conflicting information, making it impossible to separate the exaggerated urban legends from the simple facts.

No, information like this would have to be found the old fashioned way; by talking to people who were in the know, or reading the right books.