The Kult Kase It was approximately five years ago since the vanishing of the Contese family. Bohemians they are; practising a New Age-Hindu religion, living on the outskirts of the small town of Towupp, Australia. The have their own goat farm, worship a jade stone, fast every first week of the new full moon, and are insistent on not voting (considering the political situation of Australia at the moment, i'd have to wholeheartedly concur). If that town is already alternative enough, these people were even more outright radical than the townsfolks. Stories have circulated around the town of all kinds of mythical or alternative scientific reasons for the disappearence. The story died down a while until another disappearence of a similar nature appeared again; a lady, two young 'uns, and a granpops. The Zhynski family; a Russian background with significant ties to a few disgraced Senators, and questionable backbenchers. I heard of this case during my many desserts at the TableSpoon in Lindfield. The bartender, Old Lady Marchant, told me about this case. "I never trusted those bew fangled things. Listen closely, young madame, if you ever fall for these things, there's no reversal." I nodded in agreeance, but undeterred in curiousity and a thirst for justice. I come from a rich family; ny father is a doctor and businessman where mum is a teacher and a businesswoman too. Both have Master Degrees in Business and Administration, and both have successfully achieved a sustainable #lifestyle. Me, far from them.