Prologue

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She ran in haste. And without looking back, she paced forward like an athlete. The dark clouds above her seemed to trail her like a dog's tail. And with the flash of the lightning and the roar of the thunder, the Reaper who was longing for her soul cackled like a madman. It murmured words she can't grasp because of the fear running through her nerves that time. And for a split second, the grim image of the apparition seem to emerge few meters from her through the pitch-dark forest just beside the road. It caused her a sudden halt.

"Our Father.." the moment she closed her eyes and folded her hands together, a loud screech came from nowhere. Overwhelming her heavy breathing, a ten-wheeler truck swept her from the road. Plowing her a great distance, almost ripping her body in pieces.

The rain then poured. And the Reaper faded in black.

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