My name is Thomas O'Malley. The things I am about to tell you are actual events. As unbelievable as they may sound at time, they are true.
I got home from school that day at about 4:30. That was becoming a constant for me. Always getting home late. This was partially due to the fact that my parents were always out. But today they weren't. They got home at about the same time I did. Accountants. Despite their name they just can't be counted on.
Anyway, I went straight to my room, closed the door, and got undressed so I could take a shower. Gym had been brutal that day, so I desperately needed it.
That's about when I noticed the box.
It was made of cardboard, and since we had just moved there was nothing unusual about that, but it definitely wasn't supposed to be there. Needless to say, I just had to open it to see what was inside.
Bottles. A whole lot of glass bottles with a note on top. I was very puzzled by this point, but I figured that the note might explain things. So I picked it up.
"To whom it may concern;
These are the potions of change. Use them well.
Dr. Robert von Wolfenstrain."
That's all it said. Just "These are the potions of change". So, naturally, I had to find out what that meant. So that meant I'd have to try some out.