Where to start? Because there's a lot of ways to tell this story. A lot that's weird, dark, freaky, a lot that just, well, doesn't add up. Do we start with the premonition, or the strange birth marks,

or maybe we just cut straight to the accident,

the event that sets everything in motion?

I mean, that's probably where John would start it,

because everything in this story comes back to John.

And I think if you understand him, then you understand the story.

That's Lauren. I'll tell you more about her in a bit.

But for now, let's just say this is her story too.

Okay.

John was a milkman. He delivered milk. But he wasn't just any old milkman. John was a milkman. He delivered milk, but he wasn't just any old milkman.

John was a milkman who really knew how to tell a story.

And this story, well, I mean, it is phenomenal.

Every time I tell somebody, it's like their faces is like gasping

and they're just, you know, mouth wide open and like, oh my gosh.

So let's start the story how John might start it.

John's version of events and see how it goes.

There are plenty of other versions, but, you know, all in good time.

Now it begins as a tragedy and of course it remains a tragedy,

but then it becomes something else.

Thankfully, at the end of this, there's hope in there.

It holds something hopeful.

So, bear with us.

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