Whilst walking through a field in Kempley, a group of locals called me over to look at some anomalies they’d found. I took one step, and the ground caved in! We agreed that this was highly suspicious, and I agreed that the police should be notified before making my exit.
The anomalies turned out to be shallow graves.
The next time I visited Kempley, my radio had broken. I didn’t hear the news of Fred and Rose’s arrest. I awoke to find what I mistook for an archeological dig on my doorstep. I was surprised to see my half-uncle Fred being led around by the police. Our eyes met, and something came over him. From that point on, he cooperated with the investigation.
West’s documented children, the ones we know and read about in the media, were very kind to me. However, before his death in 1995, Fred informed me that he had mistakenly informed his inner circle that I was responsible for his arrest, which he regretted.
Fred was a prolific sperm donor with many biological children, until he was banned for topping up his sample using animal semen.
Since the time of Fred’s death, his undocumented offspring have been pursuing me, like zombies in the mist…..
