Introduction

Sequel to "My Winchester"

I've come a long way with the Winchester boys. I got hurt a few times, stared death in the face, and met and killed my worst enemy. Not that I would know now, because I don't remember anything.

I woke up a couple weeks ago in a motel with a dark headed woman caring for me. I had no recognition of my life. I was told that I was in an accident and had long term amnesia. The woman gave me a note that was apparently from myself.

All I could do is do what the note said. I went to New York and began the long walk of what would be my life.

Yet the man in my dreams kept making me stumble.

NOT EDITED