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Chapter 1

Grey yawned, pulling herself into a sitting position. She rose to her feet, letting the ragged moldy blankets formerly tucked around her fall to the ground. Grey stretched, letting out a long yawn. She then found her way to the door of the building enclosing her and pushed it open. She squinted as she was hit in the face with a bright flash of light.

It was always so much darker in the little metal room she slept in then the outside world was. Grey's eyes adjusted to the sunlight as she stepped through the cool grass, shuddering a bit at the cold, pulling her dark scarf tighter around her neck. Grey made her way out of the scorched wreckage of what was once a structure and to the pale stone path that led to the middle of the village. She would go and talk to some more people, maybe make friends. But most of all, she really needed someone to help her in the unfortunate circumstances she'd found herself in.

Grey used to live in a small house at the edge of the village, with her uncle, with her mother mother as well when she was very young. When her mother had drowned, her uncle had taken up the duty of raising his sister's child as Grey's father had died before her birth. For years, Grey lived peacefully with her uncle. They were never very wealthy, quite poor in fact, but they still had each other and that was more than enough. Grey's uncle was always a very kind man, helping people in worse circumstances than he was, even giving them money when he didn't have much to give. Rather intelligent, too, and fluent in french, he'd even taught Grey some.

He never married, nor had he any children of his own. He dedicated his life to serving those around him, and was rather skilled as a doctor. He helped anyone in need and never charged for his services. He was a loving uncle to Grey and devoted much of his spare time to Grey, and their life was wonderful. That was before the black death struck.

The black death came and went, and it had been like that for many generations. However, know one had contracted the sickness in years, so it was somewhat of a surprise when it returned full force. All the sudden, dozens of people would become very ill, start to develop painful growths, and be dead within a week. Her uncle of course did everything he could to try and cure the poor diseased souls. He had to wear this mask while around the sick people that looked kind of like a bird head, and the "beak" part was always full of posies to keep him from getting the black death. 

He did his best to try and treat them, spending nearly every second of his time with them, rarely even sleeping. However, it wasn't enough, and all the infected died in the end. It tore her good-hearted uncle up so badly, having to see so many good people die. As time passed, more and more people caught the black death. One morning, Grey felt feverish, but decided not to tell her uncle, as not to worry him with all the stress he was already dealing with.

Grey had assumed the fever would be gone by the next day, yet when she awoke the next morning, painful red growths had appeared on her body, and she was unable to get out of bed. She was hit with the realization that she'd caught the black death.  Her uncle came in to check on her not even an half an hour later, surprised the energetic young girl wasn't already out and about. Grey's uncle was horrified to see the state his niece was in. Four days later, Grey had reached the final stage of the black death.

The growths on her body were huge and black, the pain excruciating, and even breathing was painful. Her uncle had done everything he possibly could to save her, having not left her bedside once since she'd fallen ill. Grey's last memory before everything went dark was of her uncle sobbing and screaming for her not to fall asleep as her vision blackened and the pain finally subsided. Grey awoke later after an unknown amount of time, completely engulfed in dirt, with no memory of how she'd gotten there. Frantically, she dug and managed to pull herself back up to the surface.

Grey was met with an even more confusion as she took a good look at her surroundings. Grey was in the middle of a wide field. In front of her was a curved path of strange pale stone with several buildings lining it. Grey didn't recognize the strange structure of the buildings. In the middle of the field was a large puddle. Grey stepped over to it to wash off the thick coating of dirt from her body.