CHAPTER 122 : A Trip Down Memory Lane

• Inside Great Hill High (Basketball court):
• "Eric Damian... I wasn't expecting you," Peterson stuttered, sounding like someone who had just realized he had dug his own grave.
• "Well, well, well. If it isn't my old-time friend Peter... son. I should have known, I should have known it was you all along... my impersonator. Who else knows me so well if not you? I have never encountered a more cunning and manipulative being like yourself in the thousand years I have walked upon this God-forsaken planet," Damian said with a smirk, slowly walking towards Peterson, his intentions oozing malevolence.