My name is James. If you're wondering "what the heck is happening here?!" I have a perfectly logical explanation for all of this.
well let me explain. I met some British freak show with a blue box like that creep on that TV show called Doctor Who, who transported me too, of all places, the world in the show that I was forced to watch while I was baby sitting my three year old sister. So lets back up to how I met this guy. I was walking through one of the streets when I saw this random person was getting beat up by some people. Fortunately, I was walking home from my boxing lessons, so I gave one a bloody nose and gave the other one a black eye.
"You humans bleed such odd colors." said the man with a British accent. From that point I knew he wasn't normal.
"Why? What color do you bleed?" I asked.
"Sort of a Black-ish purple."
"You bleed purple?" I said sarcastically.
"Yes, black-ish purple." he said. "Would you like me to show you?"
"I think I'm good."
