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James Dudley's Journal
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Well...Fuck.
This is gonna be hard for me to write without my left hand, but here goes. I don't know what the fuck any of this was or what just happened. All I know is I'm probably getting discharged soon, and I'm not upset about it. It's hard to explain, but for the first time in a while, I feel like I have a path forward. For once, I feel like I can do right by Sammy, even if it kills me. Whatever this new power is, I can feel coursing through me. It feels right, like it was always supposed to be there.
To that point, I think the guys I was with in that fucking museum are probably going through the same thing... well, at least two of them. That weird guy Will fucking died. I tried to save him, but the blood loss was just too much. Hushen, though, I liked that guy, and considering we both lost a fucking hand together, I'd say we bonded. And then Roy, well, we have Roy to thank for figuring that shit out and getting us out when he did. We'd be good as dead if not for him, so he's good in my book.
Shit, I don't know, Sammy, if you're seeing this right now from whatever the fuck afterlife you are in, know I'm doing this for you, little brother. I love you, so fucking much.
Guess I have nothing else really to say, so this is James Dudley signing off.
Charlatans
“Unsettling are the days in which everyone is an expert.”
― Criss Jami
Nowadays you can't go a day without some phony prophet trying to peddle their wares to you.
Driven by the increased interest in the supernatural, charlatans from palm readers to televangelists are everywhere. And while the vast majority of witches, psychics, magicians, hypnotists, cures, potions, faith healers, and clairvoyants are complete fakes, they do make a living.
As the saying goes, "it's easier for an actor to make it in alternative medicine than Hollywood."
Most people scoff at these clearly-phony supernatural services, yet those same people often buy into at least one scam.
The most dangerous charlatans are the self-styled monster hunters who carry a mall-ninja arsenal and guns with silver bullets. Most have never encountered anything supernatural and do absolutely nothing besides burn some sage and patrol the area for a night or two. Even so, those who are superstitious, fearful, or desperate enough will hire them to solve the problems they simply don't understand. In some cases with disastrous results.
For Contractors, charlatans are red herrings and obstacles. Clumsy fakes that conjure a smokescreen of misinformation and escalate the situations they're in.