Author's Note: Okay, I know I haven't finished Losing Grace yet, but this idea came to me this morning and won't leave me, so I thought I would write it down while it still makes sense. This is going to be a side project of mine while I write Losing Grace, so expect less frequent updates.
Chapter One
Running.
I've got to keep running. It's all I've ever known because there is nothing else. There is only running, and hiding. Because otherwise they'll find me. I think there were others once, but I don't know. I think they might be dead. But there are still people with me, because I can hear them.
Problem is, others can't.
Run.
Something about... Soulfinders? Comfort. No! They're bad. They made this happen. This is their fault.
Running.
Just have to keep running.
Why won't the voices stop?
RUN.