Prologue
Leaving Alicante must have been the hardest thing in my life. I havent been there for all of my 16 years, but for the past 3, and multiple times in between, it's been one of the only constants. The sinking feeling of slight despair and nerves made me hold my breath as I fought for the urge to look back to cease. I couldn't bring myself to look back at what I'd be losing for as long as I wished to be apart of the mundane world on the other side of the portal in front of me. I hung my head momentarily before I made the leap, and pushed myself straight into the floating abyss, keeping my minds eye trained on the image of the street that I knew the New York institute to be located.