Overture: This is how the story goes…

There's an urban legend, well the legend part is disputable but what's that have to do with it, if you're going to be dead. Dead, death, the silence of lambs after a spring slaughter after the rains had bleached the ground to a reddish gray. It's always a fear you see, the mortality of one's body but more so when uncertainty of how enters the frame. Don't worry; you won't have to worry about that till you're old and gray. That is unless you get a special message.

Run away…

Play today…

Let's met face to face…

Let us hope…

But you must pray…

Just run away, run away

RUN AWAY

I not making this up, don't read this, don't read this, don't read this Yugi Muto