"My whole life, I had experienced... voices. in my head, the voices of those around me. I learned early on never to speak of it, lest my ears ring with more than just the voices of my household. My mother told me when I was young to just keep what I heard to myself, and that everything would be alright. But it wasn't until I was eleven that I experienced my first real superatural phenomenon: I saw a ghost." David smiles a bit sadly.
"When I was eleven, my mother... she died of tuberculosis. It was... more common then than anyone would have liked, and it did not matter that we had money. When she died... I saw her spirit. My father was proud of the way I did not cry at her funeral. Real men do not cry, you see. But in reality, I had trouble mourning her, because she was standing right beside of me." He folds his hands in his lap.
"This was the phenomenon that would attract the Talamasca to my door. Tease my father with the prospect of an excellent education for his son, and even offered to board me so that he did not need to pay for a Nanny. And thus... I became a part of the Talamasca."
