Prologue

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Run. Run. Run. These thoughts flowed in and out of Vanessa's mind. Her feet grew cold on the tile covered with dirt and fragments of leaves. Shards of glass aren't a problem anymore. Vanessa knows the way of travel down through the underground -- at least she though she knew. Things had gone from normal to deadly in a matter of seconds. Sounds of footseps flooded the hallways. Vanessa's heart raced faster than ever before and a possibility of any escape had already dropped out of her mind and collapsed. Hope was left to die as she had been -- and soon. Blood covered the ground now, for Vanessa could not pay attention to the glass. She wanted to live. However, her desires have no say in her fate.

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