My name is Emily. I should tell you about how my life was changed for good. It happened when I was ten years old. I lost my parents from a car accident and I've been living with my drunk uncle who abused me. That's why I ran away. He made me wear rags. I would hope for a miracle that can help me.

I need a sign, a hint. Anything of course. I have been living in the streets for a few days now. I have my things with me while I ran away from my drunk uncle. I covered myself with my blanket that my late mother made for me on my ninth birthday.

I hope that nothing bad will happen. Then I heard growling. It came from tough looking guys. I panicked. They might be after me. I gathered my things and made a run for it. I then hid in the sewers.

I ran and ran. I then stopped to catch my breath and said, "What a crazy thing that can happen. I must be onto something important if they're trying to get me. I must hide somewhere in the sewers." I then got my eyes wide and ran faster than ever. I slipped and fell hard. My arm started to bleed. Same for my head. I started to have a massive headache. My vision was blurry when I saw fighting going on.

Before everything went black, I saw shapes of creatures that are green. Then my world went black.