Ignatius Zachary

Every spring, I visited my girlfriend until the year I met Ignatius Zachary. My girlfriend lived down in Mexico for a certain charity job, she never really told me about it. She claimed it wasn’t important and while that was strange, I never questioned it. I loved and trusted her so I didn’t pry. I could only go down once a year because money issues and springtime was when she had time off. One year on the plane ride down, I met Ignatius Zachary. He sat next to me, which was strange as I was told no one was in that seat. He was friendly enough and we had a nice conversation despite my crippling social anxiety. The only strange things he said was when he told me where not to go or what not to do. I decided to listen to his directions while I was visiting since I assumed he knew what he was talking about. While following his directions my girlfriend became more and more enraged. She was normally a very sweet and kind girl so it was a shock to see her in such a state. One year I was unable to come down because I was sick and had to use my travel funds for medicine. When I tried to call her my phone cut out from me not paying the bill on time. While I was recovering in the hospital none other than Ignatius Zachary came strolling in. I was hesitant as I had no idea how he found me, but his baritone voice helped soothe me as we chatted about mundane things. While we talked Ignatius had a big smile on his face the entire time, something I only saw when I told him about how I followed his advice while we were flying back to the states. Right as visiting hour ended he picked up my remote and turned the channel to the news. My jaw dropped as I saw my girlfriend alongside three burly men being arrested. My girlfriend had been a part of a drug and human trafficking ring that would seduce men in, then sell them off to the highest bidder. I would have been next if I didn’t listen to Ignatius Zachary. With a wink and a turn, Ignatius Zachary exited my hospital room and I never saw him again.
 

cmhemingwa

VT

YWP Alumni

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