He opened his eyes from a severe case of unconsciousness only to find himself pinned down to the hospital bed with the weight of an arm and a sharp glinting knife in its tight grip of the gunman.The marksman's last words echoed the halls and then it went silent. The stunned patient tried to make some sense out of what just happened.“… Where is it? The diary… where?!” the gunman had told. But he got nothing. In fact, his whole mind was blank –he did not remember anything. On a sudden instinct to look into his pocket, he found, to his utter astonishment, a small red booklet. And his gut told him that this was the exact same diary the strange man in his room was looking for. Also, this belonged to him. This is a grueling thriller about a man and his rediscovery of himself facing against big deadly odds of whose existence he’s unaware of. His adventures to decipher his existence with the clues from the red diary all along keeping himself away from danger… or rather combating it.

The troubles, strife and pain caused to you by the world have no more effect on you. Because you're immune to it. A poem signifying your own path through troubled times.

Harry and Ginny Potter have been invited to Number 12, Privet Drive for a formal dinner post their marriage.Little do they know that the forced meeting is going to turn into a joyful time spent together.