Accidentally walking into hell…
The preface to INDUCTION the first book in my series Taking off My Shoes
You’d think that moving to the beautiful Caribbean islands from the smog of London city life would be a dream come true…but I know different.
My name is Christopher Charles, and like everybody, I have a story to tell.
Fact is, no matter how this tale comes across, I fully appreciate the great gift of being allowed to experience my five-year stay in the tropics. But I write this story not to boast or celebrate, nor mourn, or wallow. I don’t write it as a complaint, nor for revenge. I write it because it’s a story that’s a little different from the norm…
It’s nothing overtly special – just another life with all the trials and tribulations that emerge. There is greater fortune out there and even fiercer tragedy. This is simply an account that’s slightly…irregular.
I honestly don’t know if people will enjoy this or feel saddened by it, love it, hate it, or be completely indifferent. For the most part, I hope it imparts a few life-lessons and enlightens people about ‘people.’
But let me be frank.
In this story, I get murdered.
Not once. Not twice. Not three times.
I get killed repeatedly in the deepest sense that a person can experience death without emerging as a corpse.
The worst part of it?
I had no idea it was going to happen like this.
I walked in blind.
What I knew, was that I was restarting life in a culture I’d never experienced, with a job that people dream about; all of this in a land that Western Society perceives as a veritable paradise; the exact picture of Heaven that provokes everybody’s envy.