Prologue

She was shaking, the darkness of the room finally getting to her after all the time she had spent in there. She wasn't expecting to spent almost three days down there with only three boxes of matches and no other source of light. But, then again, she hadn't expected to end up in this mess.

The match in her hand slowly dwindled away as she heard scuttling in the corner. Slowly, as he heart rate pulsed dramatically, she turned around to face th source of the sound. She hissed as the flames of the match licked her fingers, the light dying out. Her breath quickened as she hurried to light another match, fumbling and almost dropping it in the process. She felt reliever as some light flooded the room, but that quickly evaporated.

Right in front of her was a stone angel, and the malicious grin on it's face as it looked like it was ready to blow the match out scared her to death.

Hello!

Gosh, this is weird! This is my first story on so... Hello! *waves*

I spent about... 3 days writing the first chapter? I've had to split it into a couple of parts (since I thought it was getting really long and really boring but oh wells) But, reviews would be splendid... Just wanna know if you actually like this.. :-)

This prologue will be confusing until I get quite a bit into the story, but don't worry, it will make sense one day;-)!

- Seren 12 (or, Tessa) x