The man who never was

One autumn night, just before twilight Token went to look for his big blue ball. He went down the left path and the right path, it wasn't there. Token looked down the center path. It was long, dark, and foggy. Token started his journy. Along the Token encountered 3 mishaps. The first was buy the grey roses, not too far from the park. He had discovered a silver heart still beating. Terrified, Token ran deeper into the path- the second encounterment was thirteen feet from the river, he had tripped over the bottom half of a man's body. Token ran in terror. Screaming he ran into someone- something. It held out his hand and Token held on to it. Walking just a bit farther he found the ball. As Token reached to pick it up he noticed the feeling of his body fadeing.. The hooded figure was turning him into silver. Token slowly crawled, the figure right behind him. Token- reaching for his next move, had discovered a butcher knife. Using it to cut away at his heart- as Token reached inside he noticed his blood was a runny silvery substance-at that moment he realized that the hooded figure was.......