Prologue

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I would like to thank SongBird138 for the absolutley amazing cover! 

"Everyone is someone else's daydream."

-Anonymous

Pale fingers clutched a small box, holding it close. The boy holding the box smiled, proud of his handiwork. He tugged out the pre-written note in his pants pocket, thumbing over the crinkled paper. Setting down the piece of paper on a nearby desk, he pricked his finger. He watched as the scarlet liquid bubbled up with an enthralled look on his face. Leaning over the desk, he used his blood to write his signature on the note: 

He didn't want to give his identity away anymore than he had to. He taped the note to the top of the box, tucking it in his jacket. Bringing his bleeding finger up to his mouth, he walked down the hall quietly. Nobody seemed to notice as he slipped the box into locker 186, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. Turning on his heel, he continued triumphantly down the hallway with a skip to his step. 

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