| | Prologue ||

Elias the Strange.

Elias the Strong.

Elias the Stranger. 

Elias the Sick fuck.

So many names for one spectre. 

The room was like the clasped, grey, dying hands of an old man. Reeking of death and trapping you inside. The support beams, greyed and withered  were being eaten by termites, the only living thing in the entire room. Except the Stranger of course. He sat in the middle of the concrete floor marked with ashes and melted candles. Before him was a radio that spluttered with static and radio chatter. 

His skin was white as could be, and stretched taut across his bones. The white and yellow spotted Python rested on his shoulders whispered in his ear. It's tail curled around his arm, stroking her head against his jaw. 

He adjusted the dials for a few moments more until a voice spoke through, still cluttered with static. 

"Creepers Jeepers, ain't you some creepy ass snake-boy. Hmm, no matter, you'll do just fine. Orders from boss, new body, April Zacharis."