Everybody Knows The Truth

It all started on October 3, 1991. I was just returning from a club. It was 12:59 A.M. I couldn't believe that I had stayed out that late. Especially with 'those' people. I guess I should start by telling you about me. My name is Jon Smiley. I am 23 years old and I live in Redding, California. Quite a ways away from San Francisco. Where I had gone early to party.

I had went to a local kink club to, test my limits you might say. Of course. I didn't realize that the people at the club could tell I was a freak far before I could. And they decided they were gonna use that against me.

Unfortunately for you people. That is not what the story is about. The weird and highly erotic shit that happened at the club is of no importance. It's what happened after. With the . That matters to you.

When I arrived at my place. I was confused when I saw a black envelope with a red seal on it. I was vexed. Who the hell had gotten into my place, and how?

I took a deep breath and walked over to the envelope. I broke the seal and opened it up, my eyes widening at the contents.