Prologue

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   "Are you sure this is it?" A woman whispered as the tattered curtains swept above them. "Yes. Positive." A man said as he scrambled to catch it as the woman dropped the book. "B-but that means...He's dead." "We can grieve later. We have to keep going unless we want to join him."

The woman quietly sobbed as the man pulled her up by his hand. Then they heard a door get knocked down. "THEIR HERE!" The man cursed under his breath. "Lets go!"

They shuddered in the cold wind. All because of their grandmother they've been moving from ancient houses to find the pieces. But they felt like their time is running out. Their descendants will have to finish this one.

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