10-02-2016, 01:18 PM
The year is 1962 and Frank Castillo was getting off of work. Frank was a skinny man about 6ft with red hair and glasses. Frank worked at a local diner he was one of the cooks. As Frank went down an alleyway by the post office,which is the route he always took home, he knew it wasn't the safest place to be at night in New York but it was the quickest. Suddenly there was a flash of white light and there appeared to be man emerging from it dressed in a black trenchcoat. "Whos there?" Frank asked.