Prologue

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There was a loud silence. Nothing seemed to be moving! Yet, she could hear every sound that was playing in the background. The cold winds, the busy insects, the swaying trees and her strong breath.  The place was cold; she had no doubt about that. But why was she here? She could not seem to understand!

Realizing her thoughts, she felt her blood pump into the veins of her body and started to run. 'Run, run as fast as you can', she was telling herself. But all she could do was say that, she could not remember what to call herself! She tried again; maybe it was the cold that was getting into her head. What was her name? She thought of a hundred names but none of them seemed familiar.

At that moment, she halted. Her body was warm from the running which felt better in the cold. She gasped for air and started to think again. May be she could do better now? Nervously, she glanced about her situation. It was dark, just the reprise of the moon light. There was no person around, not a single one. All she could see was an endless road and a blanket of stars to guide her home! 'Home, where is my home? Where I'll do I live', a second question popped in her head. Like the first, there was no answer. She did not know her name, her address or even where she was! 

This was all too much to handle. She searched herself to find some clue; her wallet, her phone, just anything to bring some sanity back into her. But there was nothing with her. All she had was the jeans she was wearing and the pink hooded sweater. She closed her eyes and the next moment, everything was forgotten. Embracing the deep sleep, she gladly escaped the strange world hoping to wake up to a familiar one.

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