Hi. I’m Nash.
You probably came to this page wondering why I describe myself as a hobo. I’ll have you know that I’m not a panhandler. I’m not even homeless, technically speaking. A hobo, however, doesn’t have to be homeless. By definition, a hobo is a traveling worker. I therefore see myself as a wandering journalist, with a bit of an unorthodox approach, as you will see.
Essentially, what I do is to explore strange places to spend the night. Some seem more unconventional than others, but all are someplace you wouldn’t think to camp out. I will often discuss the logistics of “hoboing” in various places, including how to obtain food and remain undetected.
As fun as it is to do this for the heck of it, I’m also searching for clues. My brother died mysteriously when I was young, and I believe the Pact had something to do with it. (If you have no idea what the Pact is, consult the page I’ve compiled for that purpose). The Pact leaves little breadcrumbs everywhere, and I can only hope that by finding them, I might get one step closer to the truth.
So that’s me. I’m a student, detective and wanderer with a lot of strange ideas, and the world is my playground. Welcome to my story.
