Prologue
Blood. Cold, dark blood was all she saw. Nothing more. She didn't know if it was real or non-exisnant, all she could look at was the floor. She screamed, hoping someone could hear her, but nothing came of it. Slowly, she sank to the floor, turning as she descended, not wanting to look at it anymore. The smell of their burning flesh still quite strong.
I did this. It's because I can't control it. It's my fault.
Quickly, she fled. Not wanting to return, she sought refuge at the only place she could. She ran across the open field and climbed the stairs that were encased in darkness. The wooden box was dark and quite. She pulled the cold blankets over her drenched body and tired to forget. Forget where she was, forget why she was there. Maybe morning would come and this would all be a dream. She prayed that was the real truth.
Morning came and she did not feel any better. Their burning flesh still smelled horrible, even out in the fresh morning air. She would need to go soon, in fear of someone finding her. But she had nowhere to go. No one to turn to. She sat in her make-shift bed for a moment before gathering herself. She climbed down the stairs and walked across the field, trying without any reward to block out the horrid smell coming from within the compound. She passed by the room they were in and ran to her own bedroom. She gathered all the things she would need and shoved them into the backpack she used on missions.
All set. I still have nowhere to go, but nowhere is still better than here.
Running through the compound, she thought about going for help. But who would ask for it? Her friends? They would shun her for being a freak of nature. Her family? She had no more left, so that was defiantly out of the question.
Well, I guess it's just going to be me until I'm old enough to become a professional. Until then, this is goodbye.
She ran to the gates at the far end of her village. They were open as always. She quickly stepped over the line that had been permanently been left in the ground from the doors when they were closed. She ran as fast as she could, never once looking back.