The Harker Teller says something about my risky driving in hazard conditions and how I was going sixty miles per hour in a forty-five mile per hour zone. The Titan zoomed over a patch of thick ice and spun around once, twice, and twisted off Hasselton Road and down a rocky bank at 11:27 P.M. on October 31. The vehicle plowed head-on into an oak tree next to the Hasselton River. The truck was totaled. All the windows blew out of the vehicle. The doors were bashed in. The airbag in the steering wheel had saved my life.
According to my post-midnight dreams following my brief stay at Hyde Manor, a different scenario happened than what the local paper stated. The same dream occurred every night, continuously. Lord Hyde was the cause of my accident. He flew at my truck’s side as I made my way f
