Prologue

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The cold cement on the rock hard bottoms of my feet as I walk towards the sunset with this cold, runny blood all over my clothes. I don't know what just happened or why it happened. I just knew that I had to get it off before Dawn arrived over the horizon. What was wrong with me? Why did I have to do that to her...? I remember her cold, pale skin facing me as she whispered to me, "Don't do it."

    I couldn't trust myself anymore. I couldn't trust her. The blood stained my face and I was suddenly barefoot. I found myself trying to walk towards the abandoned, dirty, and graffiti filled bathroom that most likely had some diseases on the toilet or sink. I felt disgusted thinking about me walking into that restroom with no shoes. Couldn't I just wash my clothes in the ocean leaving no footprint? No, It was too risky to leave it all there, in one spot. Suddenly, I saw a campfire along the mountains. I ran like the flash, I was in deep trouble...

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