The Immigrant's Journal: A Fictional Narrative

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The note arrived early in the day, it said simply "You are invited to 1075 Primrose ln. for an evening of fine dining and musical entertainment. Arrive at 6 O'clock on Friday the 13th of November." and that was it, no name and no contact information the address was also unfamiliar. But none of that mattered because living in the slums he seldom had the opportunity to partake in good food. At last after several weeks the day arrived. Fergus came home from work, got out his best attire and headed to the address on the letter not realising he had left nearly an hour early due to his excitement. When he got there and realised his …show more content…

Fergus strode up to the door and knocked four times. A man dressed in an elegant looking suit answered the door and introduced himself as McDuff. "Are you our host?" Fergus asked, "No" McDuff replied "merely a servant". "But" he continued "do come in, I'm sure the other guests will be here any minute." He walked in the door staring in awe at the furnishings. It was as if he couldn't look away as if entranced he simply looked around unable to move. After a minute or two of this he was able to look away and followed the butler into the dining …show more content…

After a few minutes, he returned with a rather short man, about 5 feet tall. He sat down at the head of the table and said, "Welcome, I'm sure you were all wondering who I am and why you were all invited here today, and I'm happy to answer both". The room went silent. If anyone had been whispering or looking staring at the art lining the walls, they stopped. Everyone was looking at the man. "My name" the man continued "is Cullen. And the reason you were invited here today..." suddenly Cullens chair fell out from underneath him. And he was