PROULOGUE

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Help me; I’m lost- lost in a dreadful world. I’m trapped in a space where I can’t breathe or either speak. I’m surrounded by darkness and now I’m completely blind. I can’t hear even a mere whisper or the wind. I can’t feel a single thing.

What happened? The last thing I remember was water- no, a lake. And whose hand was that I saw?

I don’t know what to do; I don’t know what to think. I can’t remember; I can’t. What happened? It’s like I’m still here but not. I don’t understand.

Light flooded the place and my senses came back. Everything was pure light and I saw a bright red closed door- and a voice, “You are not yet ready”. Without thinking, I clasped my hands around the brass handle and twisted it. When I crossed to the other side, I felt pureness wash over me, a sensation I never got to experience before. When it hapenned, I somehow knew that I won't remember the other side of the red door, the one that I came from. I might never again. But that is only a might.

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