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October 7th, 2018, London, Huron.

Alex was in a dark room, blindfolded and handcuffed, and shoeless. His "kidnappers" had gone through great lengths to ensure he didnt know his present location, although, in fact, he had anticipated ending up here for years.
He was in the basement of the United African Zionist Church, a building he had often been to in his childhood. He had never been in the basement before, but he had heard rumours that that's where his father went on the first Tuesday of every month.
The lights turned on.
"Alexander Cato Jackson the Third" a voice boomed.
A whisper came from beside Alex.
"Say 'Aye'"
"Aye"
"How is it that you came to know of this Brotherhood, which is to be kept an utter secret?"
"Tell him" came the whisper.
"My...my father."
"Alexander Cato Jackson the second. Let the record state that the inquiring one is the son of a longstanding member of unblemished record."
That had to be good news.
"Alexander Cato Jackson the third, do you pledge to do everything in your power to help the helpless, give voice to the voiceless, and lift up those who cannot lift themselves?"
"Say 'Aye'"
"Aye"
"And do you also pledge to uphold the secrets of this Brotherhood, and to protect your Brothers' lives and secrets as your own?"
The voice didnt prompt Cato this time.
"Aye" he said.
"Then remove his shackles, and let him see, and step forward."
They undid the handcuffs and removed the blindfold. He was in a large hall, stood in front of a seated suited man, who continued to bellow instructions. Alex could see little else because of the placement of the lights.
He stepped forward.
"I hear by induct you into the International Brotherhood of Subterranean Conductors. Welcome, Brother. Ha Iwe."
A chorus of "Ha Iwe" echoed throughout the room.
The whisper beside him came back.
"Take the pen and sign there, Alex..."