Now that you mention it , when I was on the way home , I went under a bridge by the storm drains, and there was this old guy dressed like a wizard , and he threw some purple powder into a trash-can fire, and a sick Chinese dragon made of smoke and sparks and shit appeared for like , a split second , just long enough to say " you must look to the sewers , the lurker awaits" , and I had to rub my eyes , and when I looked again , it wasn't a wizard , it was a homeless man covered in tinsel offering me Hennessey from the bottle , and I took a little swig cause he said my parents wouldn't find out , but then went straight home.

Kinda wierd that you mentioned the sewers huh?