So, that’s how it began. Not as spectacular as some have claimed, I know, but it felt incredible enough to me at the time.
Now, I’ll be the first to admit that those first couple of days had a profound effect on me, shaking me out of the self-indulgent rebelliousness that I had fallen into. The thing is, if I could go back, I’d still tell myself not to go with Grandpa Smedry on that strange, unfortunate day.
The things I learned during that first infiltration—trust, self-confidence, bravery—might seem good at first glance. However, the changes I experienced were just setting me up for my eventual fall. You’ll see what I mean.
For now I hope this narrative was enough to show that even supposed heroes have flaws. Let this be your warning—I’m not the person that you think I am. You’ll see.
With regret,
Alcatraz Smedry