I'm the Janitor. I fix and clean things. It's 'bout all I've been doing round these parts, ever since I showed up. Can't really recall why I came to Possum Springs. Something about the town needin' a janitor for hire. Easy job, it is. Get to learn more 'bout tools and the such. Meet some new people. Remember this one girl that hopped off the bus one night. Name was Mae. She was one of the Borowskies, the troublemaker that went to college. Came back a little earlier than what I thought. Her Pop said she was suppose gone for a good four or so years. Guess the problems got to her. I knew it was gonna happen eventually.
After learnin' 'bout her issue at the baseball game, didn't think the girl would stay anywhere not here for too long. Probably some dream 'bout her friends brought her back. Somethin' to do with Longest Night most likely. I've seen her around town every now and then since she came back. Jumping on the powerlines or talking to one of the weird kids. I like those weird kids. That Lori M. and the goths. There good eggs, even with the trespassin' and vandalizin'. Better than most the problems this town has. Lotta sinkholes and floods and such. Those holes ain't the best for these people that stick around here. Got gas comin' outta them. Makes people crazy, specially the older folks. Some even found the gas bringin' them down to the old mineshaft. That gas just made them crazier, from what I heard. Even started talkin' to an old hole in there.
Good thing I showed up when I did. Those old goats havin' meet ups down there just made the sinkholes worse. All that weird chantin' echoin' in the caves. Wasn't good for the structure. But, hey, why would I complain? I'm the Janitor. My job to clean and fix things after somethin' goes wrong. Although, in this town, everythin' goes wrong at some point. That old Casey kid a while back, for example. Nobody knew what happened to him. Some say he hopped a train. Others say he was kidnapped. Those people are wrong, too. Well, aside the kidnapper people. Old goats in the caves thought that the hole was some kinda God. They threw troubled kids down there to keep this town happy. They were insane in my opinion.
Though, what am I to judge? I'm just a Janitor. Fixed up where they broke the town when they did this garbage. Well, can't say I did too much. That Borowski girl and her friends did that. Even got old Germ to blown the bitch up afterwards. Covered their tracks pretty good. Helped Mae out too, from what I caught. Talked to her after the whole problem. Good kid she is. Sure hope those shapes in her dreams went away. Probably seein' the world better than she has in the past ten years right now. Better than she was in the bus station. Defiantly better than in the play at the Pickax. Surprised me when she took old Eide's arm off. Crazy bastard didn't believe me when I said that gas was gonna kill him. Now look who's laughin' Eide.
Well, not laughin' really to be honest. Don't have that much to laugh at. Still gotta fix up all the trouble he and that cult of his caused. Few more sinkholes that messed up Towne Centre. Lots to clean. Lots to fix. Just the cards I'm delt with right now. Until they need a janitor somewhere else in the world. Cause that's all I really am right now. I'm just the Janitor.