It was a dark, damp and dismal night; I remember so, as my butler as he was then known to me then, begged me to consider, to consider the effect that my action would cause to others, to my friends, to those who loved me dear, but before that let me explain to you the events climaxing at this and how I became to be who I am and who my butler is today.

CHAPTER 1 – WHAT MADE ME, ME.?

Let me take you back to 1890, to the good old city of London, to the manor of Lady Sandra Lake, which was my home. Now it was upon the night of 19th October, I had just finished celebrating my 13th birthday, we had such an elaborate celebration, too much to be honest, it was quite the bore, all those people, asking "oh Jessica whens the big day", it completely drove me insane, I distinctly remember turning around to my maid and saying, "god some days I wish people would stop treating me like I am some sort of toy that they think they own, when in fact I am a living breathing entity, just like them." Anyway I decided that as it was late, I would go to bed, but what I didn't know was that my life would never be the same again. I awoke to the sound of glass cracking and wood splitting and to the sounds of flames roaring. My home was ablaze, I walked down the hall leading to the top of the grand staircase, I could hear the sound of my parents screaming, they were trapped, I tried to help, but the fire soon engulfed the room, I ran, thinking that I need to get out. Then all of a sudden a loud creak and a crash occurred and one of the beams fell, it blocked my exit, I was scared. Not scared of death, I had a weird feeling that I wasn't going to die, but scared at losing those who loved me. I fell to the ground thinking this is it now, I know my life is over.

Sometime later I awoke to find myself somewhere different, somewhere that wasn't my home, it was dark, the room smelled damp and I was lied on something metal, it was rather uncomfortable to say the least. I sat up and looked around the room; there was a small window that barely let enough light in to light a cardboard box let alone a large room, there was a single light bulb that hung precariously from the ceiling and a small door on the other side of the room. Now I had never felt fear before the fire and, I know that I was somewhat scared that night, however this felt like another kind of fear, a kind of fear that I had never felt before. I guess you could say that it was the fear of the unknown, fear that my life was now uncertain, I had no home, I probably was presumed dead, along with everyone else in the manor, but I knew that I was alive and breathing, unless this was a hallucination, I even thought that my future husband thought I was dead, or so I thought but I couldn't really care much about him, all he wanted was to inherit my family's fortune, as that was what life was like back then, I would have been his property, a toy for him and that I could not stand, but I needed to be alive, for if I died he would get the manor and inherit what I would inherit, well this was only because I was betrothed to him. So anyway, there wasn't much going on in this room where I awoke, so I began to wonder, as one does, about what this room is used for. I grew anxious as to who was here, I was about to call our 'hello' when I heard footsteps, the distance between steps was long, and the weight of him walking across the wooden floorboards made them creak, he walked with an uneven step, which I only noticed because the sound of him walking echoed in the room. He finally stopped outside the door. My heart was pounding, he was talking to several people, they were saying that they wanted to take a look at the specimen; I wondered who was this specimen they were talking about. I was soon to find out the door of the room opened, the creak and squeaks echoed around the room, I felt a cold chill run down my spine. The people stepped in to the room and with a flick and a click the light came on. I could see that I was in some sort of basement. There were 3 men, 3 well-built men in white lab coats stood inside the door. One of the men spoke:

"It's good to see your awake Jessica," he said with a sly tone of voice, "how do you like your quarters." I said nothing.

"I suppose that they are not up to your usual standards, you know you being a posh rich snob, but then I am afraid that this is all that we common folk have to give. I don't suppose you know what it is like to live the way that we do, not knowing when we will get our next meal."
"So why am I here then," I replied with haste, "what do you want with me."

He smiled and said, "your here because you were brought here, we found you in the ruins of you beloved home. You now belong to us."

"I don't belong to you and I don't care whether you found me, this is despicable behaviour, and you didn't answer my question," I replied with a tone of anger in my voice.

"You wish to know why you're here, well then, you are to be killed and your body parts sold, and before you tell us that we can't do that, just be weary that no one will hear your screams," one of the other men said with a smirk on his face. The third man didn't say much all he was there to do was inject me with something that would end my life. He approached me slowly as if he wanted me to try and escape, but I just sat there.

"Well now Jessica, scared are we?" the first man said.

I replied, "No, I don't fear death". This was a lie, I was scared, all I knew was that when I awoke I felt a sense of relief that I wasn't dead and I didn't want to die, but this was to be my demise, or as I thought, the third guy injected me and I fell into a deep, deep sleep.

I don't know what happed much after that but I found that I was in some kind of limbo, you know that place between heaven and hell, but I wasn't dead, I was half alive, maybe it was that the injection failed. My mind was going over endless possibilities as to what could have happened, each one as strange as the next. I thought at one point that I probably was dead, and that this was just me watching the record of my life, as empty as my life is.

Then I heard a deep voice, "Jessica" it said. "It seems that you have summoned me."