Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe
Chapter One : Breathe Me
She stole down the alleyway, pulling her black hood over her head as the first drops of rain drove towards the ground. The night was clear, the sky cloudless, and the only light came from the full moon that reflected in the rapidly forming puddles.
Her black trench coat camouflaged her perfectly as she paused for a moment in the shadows, her breath forming a transparent mist in the cool night air. Reaching into an inner pocket of the jacket, she pulled out a map and glanced over it briefly, accustomizing herself with her surroundings in relation to her planned destination. A shadow of a smile flickered across her face like a ghost, and then she was on the move once more, darting across the silent road and disappearing amongst the trees.
It took her a little under fifteen minutes to reach the cemetery, and a little over ten to find what she had travelled so far for. Lowering her hood, she allowed the rain to soak into her icy white skin as she approached the mausoleum, and reached up, inhaling deeply as her fingers ghosted over the name that had plagued her nights and days for the past year. The grey stone crumbled slightly under her spidery touch.
She stood there for a long while, contemplating this moment, this moment she had waited so long for, and placed a pale hand on the stone entrance to the crypt, bracing herself for the effort it would require to force it loose.
That's when she heard it. Felt the screams and roars of anguish spill down each of her vertebrae like a waterfall of fear and uncertainty. She whipped round, and caught its' eye, bloodthirsty and consumed with rage.
Her breath caught in her throat.
She ran.