Solid Ground
Prologue
The beating of the tribal drums was loud and familiar in the woman's ears as she held her children close; her five year-old daughter was nestled in her arms, sound asleep, while her six year-old son clung to her hand, the man approached, crouching as if her was going to attack them, but of course that would be absurd, why would a man attack his wife and children?
But was no ordinary man, he was a monster, a blood-thirsty monster, and he only wanted one thing.
His little angel to join him as one of the damned.