The Second Coming: Morning of the Magicians

I crashed out kinda early, like on any other night...

Except tonight was different, like it was the first night of the rest of my life.

Like game pieces gliding across a chessboard, they silently moved into position.

OUR DAYS were numbered.

Even while I slept part of me knew something was wrong.

A voice in my dreams...

"as it was then, it shall be again."

Next Chapter: Birthday Madness