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CHAPTER 1: Once upon a time, there was a small office in the city of New Dunsmouth. The room could best be described as peaceful, the sprawling, soft couch that dominated half the room well illuminated by sunlight streaming through the large window. Across from the couch is a worn wooden desk, stocked with a gently humming computer and a neat pile of papers. Behind the desk sits a doctor. He looked up from his computer as the door opened."Ah, you must be Mister Docken." The doctor says, standing up and extending his hand, "I'm Doctor Matt Berrie. Good to meet you.""Hello." The younger man replies, nervously, "You can call me Silos, by the ...

Over the last summer or maybe the one before, I was struck low with a bad case of stomach flu. I don't remember much of the details, but I know I got pretty fevered and delusional for a while. All I can clearly remember is watching the X-Files and having a lively discussion with Dana Scully. The next day, when I was coherent enough to think properly, I found a really poorly written note (even by the standards of my atrocious handwriting) reminding myself to look at microsoft word on my laptop. To my surprise, I found that I had written a rather funny christmas song while in the throes of sickness. I've corrected the spelling and grammar mi...

About two years ago, I was stopping into an bagel shop to get a bite to eat, when I noticed the cashier was giving me an odd look. This was before I had even gotten to the register, while I was still waiting in line, so it was quite noticeable. When I finally reached the register, I asked him if he knew me from somewhere. It's not an uncommon thing for me, I am cursed to have a bad memory for faces while simultaneously being very memorable; and I have more often than I would like been stopped by people who recognize me from years ago, whom I can't recall at all. Anyway, it turns out that this guy didn't know me, but he said I bore a remark...