Prologue 3: Kristen

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Boo hoo, their parents died. I myself am "dead". When I was eleven years old, I was diagnosed with stage 3 brain cancer. They said I had two months to live. I cried for hours on end. On July 5, 2011, I "died". It wasnt painful really, I was ready to go. When I woke up on the otherside, I was in a white room. Everything was white. It was very bright in there, but i couldnt tell where the light was comming from. I got out of the bed and stood there. The floor was ice cold but the room itself was warm. I screamed as I felt a burning sensation on my upper chest. I pulled my shirt down just enough to expose a symbol. It was an upside down triangle, but insted of red, it was a blue-green color. I ran my finger over it. Oh yea, thats real. All the sudden I felt a sharp pain in my heart, like someone was reaching inside of me and pulling my heart out. By veins began to get darker and darker. I looked at my hair, it was turning black as night.
I hear a word whispered in my ear, the word is Selensya. I black out.

I gasp for air and fling my head up, but I slam my head aginst a wall of some sort. I bang on the wall. BAM! BAM! On the third hit, I managed to get the wall broken. The night sky came into view. The landscape was illuminated by the enormous full moon. Some wind rustled the leaves around me. I stood up on my feet. I was inside a coffin, but how did it get out of the ground? I turned my head and was a street. This must lead to somewhere. I followed it to the small town of Jefferson. I walked along the road until I came across a Shell. I walked to the bathroom. Once inside I stood, frozen, staring at my self in the mirror. I looked about 14. I ran out of the bathroom and ran outside. For the next week I slept in an old abandoned house. One thing I noticed was when I want to sleep, I left my body. I here but not here. I could rome the city and no one would pay attention to me. I could walk through people. The fun part about it, was I could manipilate the physical world. One time I walked into the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror, it was empty. When I passed by the old cemetery, I could see the lost souls of The Dead. There is a difference between dead and The Dead. The thing is, Im not human, nor am I a spirit. I a Nightmare; a person who feeds on the fear of the living. Later I found out the weather matched my mood. I was a Geomancer. I could control water as well. Later that year I met Ariana and Trey. We all started living together.

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