Prologue
It was dark out, dark as the deepest pit of Hades. There were thick, dark clouds that covered the moon preventing any moonlight to shine down on the street. The street lamps didn't even penetrate the thick fog that rolled in. A girl, young and out of breath, stumbled down the paved road. Her breath hitched, causing her to grab her sides as stitches lanced through her stomach. Her legs were wobbly, like Jell-O, refusing to let her continue. Her face was streaked with the tears that she had shed when she told her parents the horrible news. Their anger was what caused her to flee out into the streets. She stopped running and sank down onto her knees, still gasping for breath. In front of her a small green light began to penetrate the thick fog and a strange voice began to say strange words. The girl mumbled something indistinct when the green light enveloped her. Her body fell forward, but it did not strike the hard pavement that was there in her time but the dirty cobblestone road from a different time period. And noone saw her body fall forward, noone except a man with a white mask.
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