Prologue

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I woke with a start! At first I did not know what had awoken me and I was confused. But then I saw it. A man, at least I thought it was a man , was standing at the end of my bed. I was frozen with horror and could not move a muscle. The figure came closer and stood next to me. Barely inches apart I could make out only a few features. His face was hidden under a dark cloak but I could see that he had a very long nose and was extremely tall, atleast 6 feet. He reached out with a long cooked finger and stroked my arm with it. Up an down, from my shoulder to my elbow and from my elbow to my wrist all the way to the bracelet my brother had given to me before he left for college. The wind started howling outside and it must have snaped him out of his trance, he looked startled for a moment. I knew that this was my only chance of escaping if I ever had one. I yanked my arm out from under his fingers and fell to the ground as I scrambled to get up and run. I looked up and to my surprise the man was gone, but the smell of earth and forrest lingered...

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