You are a little boy named DANIEL. But don't worry, you grow up very soon.
Because ...
IT'S ALMOST YOUR ELEVENTH BIRTHDAY! WOOPIE FOR YOU! DOUBLE DIGITS!
Your dad for some reason takes you in the middle of the night to an abandoned building in alleyway.
"'Daniel, you mustn't tell anyone what you're about to see
today,' my father warned. 'Not even your friend Tomas. No
one.'
A smallish man with vulturine features framed by thick
grey hair opened the door. His impenetrable aquiline gaze
rested on mine.
'Good morning, Isaac. This is my son, Daniel,' my father
announced. 'He'll be eleven soon, and one day the shop will
be his. It's time he knew this place.'
The man called Isaac nodded and invited us in."
YOU...
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