Prologue

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The sun, the warm air, the sweat rolling down my skin as I run and run not looking behind me. "He's coming for me." I think. I stop at the nearest tree in front of me and recap on how it got so bad, how did this come to happen, where did he come from? I get up dragging my aching body along trying to get as far as possible. Then he appears and I let out a blood curdling scream as he comes for me.

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