Prologue: The Night She Left

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I don't remember much.

I don't want too.

It was all my fault.

We were running.

Running from him.
He wanted something.

Mabel tripped.

Mabel tripped and fell.

Mabel tripped and fell into an freezing river.

And I couldn't stop her.

I wish I could have grabbed her hand.

I tried but I wasn't fast enough.

I would give anything to have her back.

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