Preface
I never thought much about how I would die. I guess I hoped to live until a ripe old age with my husband or wife with a bunch of kids and grandkids. Or maybe I would die in a car accident if I were to die young. Never would I have imagined this!
Stuck in another world I had hated but grown to like. About to be murdered and die all alone.
I knew if I had never arrived here in this world of wonder and danger I would never be in this predicament and I cursed whatever force brought me here for the hundredth time.
Staring at my reaper in the face as it saunter forward to kill me I prayed for help or at least a quick death. I am owed that much at least.
The clock struck midnight as my final hour dawned and my executioner lunged forth suddenly to kill me.