Prologue

The rain fell hard on the small form below the tree. Darkness flowed through the park. There was not a soul within eyesight. The tall trees of the park loomed in the skies like a death sentence. The usual crisp springtime wind was biting and howling. Her body was soaked to the bone. Her oversized clothes clung to her, freezing her more. Her twelve year old face was buried into her knees. Hot tears stung her eyes. She ran from the only place she called home, but it wasn’t really home. Home is a place where you can find people you love. There was no one in that institution that she loved, or that loved her. Why was she there? Why was she alive? She was there for a purpose; she didn’t want to fulfill that purpose nor did she know that purpose. The solitude shrank in around her. They were probably looking for her now. She was supposedly a dangerous being. She was just a girl. There was not anything special about her, or at least that is what she kept telling herself. She brushed her long wet black hair out of her face looking around in the darkness. Thru the haze and tears in her eyes, she couldn’t make anything out. It didn’t matter. They wouldn’t find her, she told herself, and even if they did it was not like they could do much to her.

She wished she knew what to do. She had planned so carefully to get away from the place that she didn’t know what to do after. It didn’t matter, nothing did. She was free, free to do whatever she wanted, but they would do all in their power to stop her, to lock her up and never let her out, maybe even exterminate her. Death, the air was full of the essence of death.