Prologue

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It was a sunny day. As winter was towards its end, the sun felt warm. Falcons and flinches were chirping, breaking the eerie silence. The air carried fresh smell of ripe grapes and plums. I guess I was in a countryside with fruits garden nearby. Cool breeze swiped away a strand of hair from my face. Everything was perfect except, everything didn't feel perfect.

I was laying on a cold, rough surface. But I could feel liquid flowing beneath me -warm, as if it had swore an oath to protect my skin from the sinister, cold floor.

BLOOD... .My head felt dizzy and heavy. Worse, it hurted as hell. Wait.. am I dead?? Then I spotted something beside me. Actually it was someone. Damnit Cami! She was also laying unconscious.

I wanted to move,  run away from this place, ask for someone's help. But my body, it was too damn numb. Come on!. I can do this.. a little more. Just a lit... Ugh

Nah. Not better. I guessed I should call her. I feebly tried but my sound was lost somewhere inside my throat. Everything hurted. I tried to try one more time. But before that, darkness invaded my vision and it was a blackout.

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