Prologue
I looked around. I saw the shapeless images of people staring, waiting in the bushes. I knew that this was my time, but I wasn't ready to die. I finished my thoughts, and the first person lunged out at me with a weapon of some sort. I could see clearly now that they were all men as they came out behind him, all with weapons. The man was yelling now, and he threw the weapon that now looked like a spear straight at my chest. I began to pray as my last few moments flashed before me. The spear thankfully missed. The men then threw their weapons at me. All of them missed but one, which hit me in the leg. I screamed in pain as it wounded me. I fell on the ground, and saw all of the men run off until I could not see them anymore. I was loosing blood quickly, and I began to drift in and out of consiousness. I heard the faint sounds of screaming as I drifted off, as if someone had found me. I lost all feeling, passed out, and remember thinking that I was going to die...
