It was an average, rather uneventful morning in NYC, in a quiet library tucked away in the corners of Manhattan sat a young, handsome bespectacled college graduate. With his back reclined into the plush surface of his chair. he sat there, his eyes glued on the words of the yellowed pages of a rare, vintage book he had just gotten his hands on a couple days ago, seeming to be completely engrossed in the story the book's author had to tell.