Constantine

John walked in his usual crisp white shirt with red tie and beige tench coat. He had just finished another magic show for a bar in down town New York. He walked through an alley and into his apartment building. The smell of smoke filled his nostrils because of the lady behind the front desk. He just waved to her and went up the stairs to his room. He opened the door to find a letter on the floor. he picked up the envelope and quickly open it. A map fell out onto the counter of his kitchen. Only the yellow paper showed to him for it was face down. John quickly flipped it to see a map of some camp in the forest. On the top it said Camp Half-Blood.
"Interesting" John said his British accent present. John looked at his reflection in his window. His scruffy blonde beard on his chin. His hair done up and curled at the end. John then moved to his room door and quickly left with map in hand. He reached the end lobby and exited while popping a cigarette in his moth and lighting it with his golden lighter with etchings on it.

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