Where does a circle start and end? When was the world created? Everything is supposed to die, so the world as well. But what if it was just like a circle. It doesn't end just keeps continuing. As bad as it is I doesn't end. It just keeps going. . . . . But who thinks about those things? Who loves the dark yet is afraid of its purpose? Who says that they love you then leave? "Run, you would be safe in your dreams if they weren't already reality," she stood taller her bright blue eyes digging into his," All you have to do is run Nelson, run and be free you won't have to The Helper. You won't have to help what can't be fixed." He didn't think this would all be happening to him. He was okay if he wasn't trusted, he was okay if it even if I drives hi crazy. Crazy enough to think this was all real. Nelson Wythe was the last chance to save what can not be saved. Volume One: Into the Storm