Prologue
I was running. I don't know what I was running to, or running away from, but I just ran. But I didn't move an inch. The perfectly even, forested land around me turned to slop and the colors mixed like paint. I heard voices, of enemies and friends and family. Then, the deepest, scariest voice of all echoed above the others, sounding like an excruciatingly familiar voice, and a malicious, unnatural voice drowning the first voice out. It laughed, delighted at my futile effort to move. I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound issued from it. I wanted to run, plug my ears, do anything that could stop that voice from haunting me. But it kept on laughing its cruel, icy laugh. It was like being trapped in a nightmare, but one you don't think you can wake up from.
Sorry for the short prologue, but that's how I laid out my story. Please review :-).