Gorham stories presents
Mew... the forgoten ones
prolouge
It was a dark night when it happened. Mist shrouded the bare cold streets that seemed to shiver. I was walking home from the market in town and took a shortcut thru a the park in the middle of town. it was ussualy peaceful here but tonight it felt like someone was watching me, stalking me. I quickened my pace as i heard footsteps behind me. it frightened me more as they kept up. I fastened my pace to a jog and started to run. As i ran someone from the side tackled me to the ground and put some sort of cloth over my mouth,every thing went black.