Chapter 1
There she lay, soaked in her own blood, Face down on earth was not a very comfortable place to be but after falling from that height one should be happy that they still have enough blood coursing through their veins to keep them alive, even if it was an inch away from the door of death or they had lost the use of both their legs. She was barely conscious at this moment, yet fairing much better than her blond haired friend and his faithful no hair per. Both having fallen on a pile of rubble left by the tunnelling machine. Their bodies broke upon the rocks and their lives receded from them, already becoming a part of the great cosmic spirit.
The girl could not see any of this, having landed in soft soil rather than rocks, it appeared that death was only delayed, any moment now his scythe would fall and sever her soul from her body. Facing the other way, she did not see death attending to her friends. Even if she was, there was little she could have seen, the tears in her eyes were too many. What she did see was a blurred visage stooping over her, a voice came to her as though it were underwater and the speaker was many yards away increased the confusion as to what was being said. It was repeated, this time being much clearer: If thou dost want to live, blink twice. Eager to escape death she agreed, blinking twice though it pained her immensely. Alas, this exertion was too much, and she fainted, a silent scream upon her lips.
When death turned his attention to the girl, loath was he to discover that she had vanished, for too long had she evaded him. He paused for a few moments, his gaze lingering upon the depression in the soil and a dry chuckle emanated from the hood of his formless robe. For nothing can escape death