Exordium

Memories evaporated as the terror set in. Nothing mattered to me anymore; at this time and place, I only had one desire; to get away. To never see that crooked grin, to never hear those devious plots to kill. Gasping for air, it was only inevitable that I would fall.

Where is he! I was here only weeks ago…

I quickly got up, and continued past door after unfamiliar door, silently begging for the pain to stop. Only my determination to escape kept me going. I had every intention to die, and no reason to live. I knew that my escape would only ensure that an endless chase would be established to discover my whereabouts. There was no one I could trust. Almost all of my childhood memories vanquished when I evaded a normal life to follow the footsteps of my parents. And what happened then, when I reached a dead end? Nothing except to continue on, paving the road that might have been their creation.

Why didn't I die? All of the others did…

All of the others… except…

Finally, I saw it. The windows were as dark as always, but I knew that he would be there. He had to be. Or else…

The pain subsided, and weakness fell in.

I vaguely remember my face splashing into a cold, wet puddle before losing consciousness.