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I can see people’s k-llers. Sometimes I can’t stop them.
My dad was the ideal man of God.
During the dépression, he’d let travelers camp in his chapel for a night before letting them continue west.
Acts like this made him honoured by practically everyone in town.
When I was around 18, give or take, I started seeing the silhouette tailing him.
It was too gloomy and indistinct to make out any details. It only had the shape of a man.
I thought I was crazy. I didn’t want to get lıcked up in a sanitarium, so I didn’t mention it.
The figure always made a stãbbing notion at Dad’s neck.
A few days later, he was found đeađ in an alley.
Some degenerate cvt his throät and stole everything he had on him.
I stood at his gravestone for hours, reading the inscription recursively.
Beloved father
1901-1940
Then I realised maybe my vision of the figure was perhaps a gift from God himself.
I needed to use it. Needed to save people.
The phantasmal kïlłers were nearly everywhere.
Once I saw some old lady being folloɯed by another stãbbing apparition.
I folloɯed her all throughout the night.
During that time, I noticed an unscrupulous man stare at the elderly woman, stare at me, then walk away.
Her figure disappeared immediately afterwards.
I decided to enlist in the navy. I could save even more lıves that way.
I didn’t inform anyone of my ability. They would think me màd before I could prove myself anyway.
Around the start of December, I noticed a strange alteration in the silhouettes.
They’re in the air. Too hıgh to reach. Too high to even make them out. They look like they’re sitting.
I decided to inform my superiors to remain cautious, but they brushed my concerns off.
“We’ll be well prepared if anyone attacks us.”
I was too low on the ladder for my concerns to be taken seriously.
Today, I finally saw them this morning.
Metal aircraft, speeding towards us.
I don’t think I have enough time to save anyone before Pearl Harbour is hït.