15 August 1947, how can I forget this day? Its the day that changed everything. The last time I saw the Hooded Figure. The first time the bag came to me. I knew this day would come for I was warned by the Hooded Figure. I wonder if rhe figure had a gender. I wonder if it ever had to deal with emotions. I wonder if those emotions had to do with another being. I remember every single detail of that ...
Me : I found it outside my door.
Hooded Figure: What! when?
Me: This Morning.
The Hooded Figure walks a little closer to the bag. He steps out of the shadows just enough onto the light for us to observe slight details of the figure. Some Mala’s hang from the neck. There seems to be some kind of weapon it hides behind in the shadows that it holds.
Hooded Figure : DId you open it?
Me: No, a...