Epilogue

October 1st 1992

A middle aged woman walked up to a Kansas City house and knocked on the door. “Is there a Tuomas Holopainen at this residence?”

“May I ask who wants to know?”

“My name is Tiffany Rivers and I was asked to deliver some papers to him.”

The woman turned and called Tuomas to the door.

“Are you Tuomas?” asked Tiffany to the jet black haired boy wearing a Disney t-shirt.

“Yes” he replied with a Finnish accent.

“I was asked to give these papers to you in the anticipation you might find them helpful in the future.”

He looked her with a confused expression not knowing what else to say, he simply replied “Thank you” before thumbing thought the papers which appeared to be poems, lyrics and music.

“Oh, I hope you enjoyed the Guns N Roses concert last month. I heard it was good.” And then she turned and walked out to the rental car where her daughter was sitting waiting leaving Tuomas wondering what just happened.

December 12th, 1999 Denver, CO

A generic looking white four door sedan was waiting in the alley outside The Jet Lounge just before midnight. The back door to the lounge flew open and an upset young man came half flying, half falling out of the doorway and landed in a heap on the dirty concrete. A lone female exited the car and asked him “Are you Adam Waters?”

In a drug induced haze he answered to the affirmative.

“OK, you’re coming with me” she said as he was dragged into the car.

Late the next afternoon Adam woke up in a private jet on it’s final approach into Breakwater, FL. When his vision cleared, he was looking at a light brown haired girl in her twenties and an older silver haired woman.

“Adam? My name is Dory, this is my mother Tiffany. We were sent on an intervention by someone you know very well.”