Imagine yourself in a beaten-down truck stop cafe along a deserted highway. You're hunkered down and drinking a bad cup of coffee -- hoping to avoid the attention of any number of ghosts that might have followed you on your lonely travels. You notice a fellow drifter, a kindred spirit, seated at the end of the counter. He's scribbling some words onto a torn sheet of paper.

Without looking up, he folds the paper and flips it in your direction. It lands in front of you.

And you begin to read.