The Carrier
Author's note: To fully understand this, you should first read The Skull of Chief Blood-Hand
When I woke up, I would've never guessed that it was the day my life would change forever. I looked out of my window like I always did when I woke up. Immediately, I noticed something off. There was a skinny tree sticking straight up from the ground. Yet the oddest thing about it was the lack of life. There was no bark or leaves. I knew I had to cut it down eventually or it would be a constant eyesore, so I decided after writing class that I'd chop it down. I was planning on leaving at 12:00; not for any wacko schedule reasons, but there's the teacher that I sort of had a high school crush on teaching at that time. To tell the truth, I took the whole class just to see her. After I'd eaten breakfast and thrown on some clothes, I drove my run-down truck to the complex where the class was held.
When I navigated the labyrinth of halls, I stumbled through the door and, to my surprise, almost no one had shown up yet. I decided to have a quick chat with Marrisa (the teacher) and I was astonished that she asked me out to dinner later. After the class I hurried home so I could get ready for work after chopping the tree. I ran to my shed and grabbed my rusty old axe. The first hit, the first hit on the tree...
It literally exploded the axes blade and the tree was still nothing but a sprout. I shrugged off the experience and decided that I'd use my employee discount at the Home Depot, which could change the price of an item like a chainsaw from $50 to $5. If I bought it I'd either have to skip my dinner date with Marrisa, or wait till the next day. I chose the latter, obviously. Work was pretty boring as usual, so I hurried home only to find that the tree had grown to the size of a 10 year old oak. I decided that I'd deal with it later and quickly took a shower and threw on my best clothes.
As soon as I saw her walk out of her door, I knew it'd be a disaster. She clearly didn't seem to think of it as a date. She was wearing skinny jeans and a sweater. The dinner was uneventful besides a passerby spilling bleach on my good suit. I'm feeling depressed I think I'll sit back for the rest of the week.
The next day I only brought myself out of bed to try to cut the tree down which now seemed like it was similar to the size of an adult redwood. When I tried to cut it with the chainsaw, the metal fastenings for the chain ripped clean off and the chain kept going giving me a nasty cut on the leg. I still haven't changed out of my suit, though.
THE SEVENTH DAY
Today, a man in a dark cloak approached me and told me he needed to start "The Cleansing." He then pulled a sharp blade and slashed my chest. Thinking quickly, I grabbed the pen from my pocket and repeatedly stabbed his neck. I then passed out from shock of what had just happened.
The Dream
While I was unconscious, a man who said he was The Messenger told me if I wanted to live, I had to take a person by force and sacrifice them, and when they were dead, I needed to chant an ancient ritual to bring them back as a slave.
And I had the perfect person...
Marrisa.
When the slave was resurrected, it would dig up the tree and then you could take the skull.
So I have a message to anyone who ever knew a Jack Howington. It'd be in your best interest to watch out for a mysterious tree because I am The Carrier.
The Chief told me I could have one last contact to the world before I disappeared, so I'm here to warn you.
Credited to ZeG8mer
Originally uploaded on February 18, 2012
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