The Night I Met A Monster
Nov 8 · 7 min read
I carried three things with me that day.
First, an iron coin. I wasn’t sure what the year was, or even the country of origin. The faces were worn nearly flat and there was only a hint of ridges on its circumference. I was told to punch a hole in it and wear it around my neck. And, so I did with a leather thong.
Next, I was told to get a vial of salt. I politely asked if a salt shaker would…


