The cold brushes over his face as he watched all the lies he told so well over his life unravel and slowly come back to haunt him like a bad dream but he new the truth he seen it coming, But the worst of it was yet to come as the one person he had grown to love so dearly turned her back on him,
From that point on he was a shell to the world, he stopped going to work and left his home town of Woodstock some say that they see him from time to time but now his old life was nothing but a faded memory in his torn heart. Some say he became a hunter others a drifter never staying in one town for more then a day or two others say he's a ghost , there is only one person who truly new what happened that day how a man of millions became nothing but an old memory.
