Disclaimer: The Evil Dead series and the character Ash are property of Bruce Campbell, Sam Raimi, Universal Pictures, and the rest of the people that made this trilogy happen. I do not own anything I mention in this story.
Yeah, I've heard the stories…and I've seen the proof. However, nothing would have been able to prepare me for what eventually befell me.
My roommate Krista and her boyfriend Jason introduced me to Ash Williams more than two years ago. We've been together since.
Jason worked in the Sporting Goods department at the S-Mart. Apparently, according to him; Ash had disappeared for a while and re-appeared a week later, telling of a story of traveling back in time to Medieval England. Upon getting sick and tired of hearing the story over and over, Jason decided that Ash needed a good woman in his life.
Enter me.
I was and still am now a doctorate student majoring in Ancient Civilizations at Michigan State University.
Always preoccupied with my numerous thesis papers and readings, I never paid much attention to the prospects of dating.
Krista and I have been roommates since our undergrad days. As far as I can remember, Jason has always been in the picture. He and Krista were high school sweethearts and Jason has always thought of me as his little sister.
Long story short, Krista and Jason both decided that I needed to start dating. That was around the same time Ash disappeared and returned.
All I can say now is that I still don't regret being set up with him. We complement each other in so many ways and he's always been supportive of me and my endeavors.
A year after we met and started seeing each other, something extraordinary happened, something related to what happened to Ash previously. All I can do is share my story with you.
This story is not for the faint of heart, nor is it for those who disbelieve in the Necromonicon.