Perched on his apartment's rear balcony, Crane lets his feet dangle while witnessing the sunrise. The brisk morning breeze, the slightly moist floor from dew, and the melody of early birds hunting for worms accompany the departure of early-rising cars. Gazing at the sky, he fidgets with his new neckpiece, a tad uneasy but marveling at the unexpected turns his life has taken.

"These past few days have been quite a journey... I can't believe this actually works." He rubs his stomach, noticing an absence of hunger or thirst. It's an unusual feeling, as if his body has finally achieved perfect contentment after a prolonged search. No parched mouth, no stomach noises—just a sense of equilibrium.

"These contracts are something else, aren't they? They'll probably become even more extraordinary soon. Maybe I should take a moment to concentrate on my programming and explore its potential... I wonder if these nanites in me can respond to commands directly from my brain, remotely... perhaps?"

Hoisting himself up, Crane steps into his apartment and settles at his workstation. After a satisfying stretch, accompanied by the cracking of his fingers, he swiftly begins typing on his collar. The peculiar technological device illuminates as Crane hovers his hand over his computer and closes his eyes. After a brief moment, electricity crackles around him as the nanites infiltrate the computer. Sensing it as an extension of himself, he issues a simple command, "Power on." Instantly, the nanites swarm into the laptop, penetrating its circuitry. Suddenly, every component springs to life—the fan whirls, power courses through, and the screen lights up as Crane opens his eyes.

"Fascinating..."

The following letter has been sent to the San Francisco Tribune

"While the Almighty has favored the City of Saint Francis with balmy weather & pleasant climes, we are troubled. Increasing evidence of what the media, ever seeking a sensation to sell papers no doubt, dub "The Supernatural" haunt & alarm the fair citizens of california, these United States, & indeed, the world."

"We have held conclave through mailed corespondence with those fellow heads of State whom share our Humanitarian ideals & have thus come to the conclusion that the public needs to know, lest panic ensue with the inevitable cascade of violence that must inevitably follow."

"However, what to tell the Common man who wishes little beyond bread on the table & the fruit of his works rewarded? The unvarnished truth, if even such a thing is available, may do more harm - even more so if wicked men were to exploit it. Such a burden, this otherworldly knowledge! We can pray that the same Wisdom of Solomon that carried our imperial ancestor will shed light on the matter; truly, "heavy is the head that wears the crown."

"With much soul searching & under the blessing of the Almighty, we, Issac Norton the II, Emperor of the United States of America & Defender of Mexico, do hereby decree: those who are found to be the products of heretofore unknown medical issues or mystical maladies are to be considered as in need of assistance by the medical community & shall be given clemency in the Courts provided they have cooperated with authorities. In the event the Courts prove malice beyond said afflictions, they will be tried accordingly."

"This decree will apply in full to Therianthropes, those inflicted with an agressive strain of Porphyria that are not practicing the previously forbidden acts of vampirism, & any others the public, in it's hustle & bustle might loosely deem "Supernatural."

"Obviously, Journalists, Police Officers, & Public Officials who are Loyal Servants of the Empire should direct any Extraterrestrial visitors to call on us directly, so proper diplomatic relations can be established."

Well after the whole losing my bike, I got my replacement soon after and whoooooooo boy its a literal dream come true.

Its well the same as the original in all of its glory, truly a great gift and never brakes so i dont gotta worry about anything for its tune ups and if a fucker gets on it. I will know and I will tell the damn cops, damn everybody for my damn baby back if they steal this proud oiled machine.

Aside for my love for the glory that is the new ride, went and worked on myself like I finally got around to learning how to like multitask with both hands, its pretty awesome as well it was a bit weird how easy it was to learn as i well can use either hand with a tool and it is completely natural like no issue at all.

Lastly I went to the library, used a bit of the so-called internet and bought some books and shit on how to well be better as said again with my damn hands, mainly like what I got was like a book for boy scouts like on how to tie complex knots and shit like that, we got lockpicking 101 and a good bunch of things and let me say how to videos are really something as its is quite easy to learn these things, did not know it would be this easy.

But yea thats practically the month, while we gotta spread the love at the moment it is a bit hard as I am a one man operation and I aint really a talker. So if I start goin to the right places I could maybe get the love of riding out there somehow, but I really dont want the whole thing like Waco or a gang cult bullshit. So yea gonna have to start planning that out like who are best to go to with this whole message.