Prologue

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I was in a strange room. Everything was pitch black with the exception of the moon light that drifted in from a barred window that cast ominous shadows. I couldn't see how big the room was but judging by the king sized bed it must be a pretty big room.
Fear krept into me as I sat there on the corner of the bed, I knew I wasn't the only one in this room for I could feel a set of eyes follow my movement as I ran to the edge of the room by the window. I clawed and kicked the barred window. I didn't want to be here anymore and I started to panic. I felt the air around me shift as a pair of icy cold hands wrapped around my neck when, I woke up.

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