My first “Contract” or whatever you call these new jobs was in a very interesting space. I was seemingly teleported there so I didn’t have a chance to bring any of my cars, not that I think they would have helped much. Still, I don’t know what other jobs will have in store so it’s probably best to be prepared for anything. Not that I really need an excuse to pick up new vehicles.

            I think I’ll pick up a boat, something fast. That way if I must get somewhere by water, I’ll be ready. I drove a boat once for a job before. I did some practice before that so I’m sure I’ll still remember how. Still, I’ll have to practice some to get back up to speed. I’ve been meaning to get a boat anyways.

            If we must go off road somewhere I certainly don’t want to have to go on foot. I’m going to pick up a nice new ATV. A nice big one with a powerful engine, high torque, something that will really be all terrain.

            A helicopter would be useful for any job where I can’t use one of my other vehicles. I’ve never flown one before, but it shouldn’t be too hard. I’m sure it’s just like a plan or a zeppelin. Nothing I can’t pick up over a week. That should help make sure I’m ready for my next job.

            I’ll pick up a Bugatti while I’m at it. Treat yourself and all that.

            Monsters are real. I've got to get that through my head. I’ve ran into them on most of the jobs I’ve been on now and I’ve freaked out and fucked up every time I’ve seen one. It really fucking rocked me to my core seeing those weird spirit, ghost, phantom, monster things under that church. It forced me to reevaluate my whole concept of life and of the world. Sure it shook things up when I first got invited to these sick games but, JESUS CHRIST, seeing the things I’ve seen. That really fucks with a guy.

            I’ve got to get over that though. I’ve got to get it through my thick, dumb, depressed, stupid ass head. Monsters are real. I can’t freak out next time I see one. I have to stay focused on the mission on the goal. Accept the monster and focus on the objective.

            Humans have existed for hundreds or millions of years or whatever. I’m sure these monsters aren’t a new thing. If human’s have survived for that long with monsters around, I’m sure I can live to at least thirty with these monsters running around. I can probably live longer with the help of humanity. I feel like I’ve got to take people more seriously. It’s us against the monsters, I can’t lightly take someone’s life for personal gain.

            I know that monsters are real now. I know that they exist, that sure doesn’t do much to make me feel better. I’m going to get over my inability to deal with monsters. I definitely can’t go to a fucking therapist or anything for this. I’ll have to work through it myself. I’m going to spend the next month exposing myself to all kinds of monster. Exposure therapy I think it’s called.

            I’m going to binge every monster movie I can find. I’m going to search the web for every shady “monster sighting” video I can find, every internet creepy pasta I can scrounge up. It’s going to be unsettling as fuck but I’m going to do it. I need to be ready for my next job and I need to not freeze in the face of whatever ugly fucking beast we run into next.

05/12/2021

             I need to be more mobile. The last contract would have been a lot easier if I had been able to bring more supplies with me. I wish I could bring my garage around with me. Stock it up with useful stuff and take it on the road.

13/12/2021

            Just bough a big rig. A semi-truck and cargo container with trailer. It’s definitely a start, I should be able to bring a couple cars and some of the more important supplies. It still leaves a lot to be desired though. If only it where bigger somehow I’ll be able to bring more than just two cars on my next job.

20/12/2021

            Did my cargo container just grow? Maybe I’m just tired, I didn’t sleep very well last night. Not that I’m complaining about the reason. Probably just tired lol.

22/12/2021

            Something is definitely going on. When I ordered this container it came 8 and ½ feet across. I remember it being marked for that. My big SUV only barely fit in, almost flush with the walls. Now there’s a gap between the side and the wall. I measured it, seems to be a few inches wider on the inside. Looks exactly the same inside though.

            WTF is going on. Is this my gift from the last job? A few extra inches of space in my trailer, what a rip. Is it something else??

1/1/2022

            Holy shit. The trailer grew again. Way bigger this time. Like five times it’s original size or something. I take back my previous complaint lol. This is exactly what I needed. I can fit a decent detachment of vehicles in here AND still have room for additional supplies. Watch out monsters Mikey’s coming prepared next time.

            Vampires are disgusting putrid and vile creatures. It sickens me what they do to us humans. Just knowing that there are more vampires out there, feasting on and harvesting us like cattle. It makes me sick; it makes me furious. I can’t let them do that.

            I’ve finally found out what to do with my powers. When I first took these jobs, I did it for the rush. For the adrenaline. I didn’t need a reason to use my powers, they where a means to keep doing the jobs keeping getting that high. Then sold my soul to the devil. I lost my adrenaline, but I still kept coming on the jobs. Not for some greater purpose, not because I enjoyed it, not even for the power I gained. Just because I had nothing else to do. I was depressed and the jobs added excitement back to my life. I didn’t care about the risks, I had nothing to live for.

            That’s changed now. I know what I must do. I must root out the rotten underbelly of the world. I must use these power’s I’ve been gifted to run down the monsters who prey on the weak and helpless. I need to keep going on these jobs and collect more power, so that I may use it to destroy the wretched abominations of the world.

            All you that hide in the shadows beware, fore’ I am coming to run you down. The glow of my headlights shall usher you to the end of the tunnel.

            The congregation sat on the edge of their seats. The preacher before delivering a rousing sermon. The masses where engrossed enough in there listening to not give much notice to Mikey as he entered the building. His signature racing jacket and cross adorned bro-tank mismatched with everyone else’s Sunday best. Mikey took a seat in the back, just next to the door. He leaned back in his seat, the music playing in his air pods drowning out the preacher’s words.

            Mikey waited patiently as the people filed out of the church. Ignoring their judgmental glances and tapping his foot to the beat only he could hear. As the final visitors made there way out of the church Mikey stood up stretching out his shoulders and making his way towards the front.

            Mikey pulled a wad of large denomination bills from his jacket pocket. Dropping them into the church’s collections. His air pods continued to play music as he continued to approach the preacher.

            “Michael, so great to see you again.” The preacher smiled. His eyes drifted from the cash onto Mikey’s face.

            “Just Mikey dude.” His voice was casual, disinterested.

            “I take it you’re here for the usual.”

            Mikey said nothing. Just gave a subtle nod in agreeance.

            “I was ready for you this time.” The preacher moved towards the back of the church. “I prepared some ahead of time.” He disappeared behind a door. When he came back a minute later, the preacher carried a jug of water. He sat it down on the bench closest to Mikey.

            “Thank’s dog.” Mikey gave a sly smile as he picked up the holy water and headed for the door.

            “Blessings upon you Mikey.”