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Prologue It was night. It wasn't stormy, but it was dark and cold. The streetlights weren't on in one small section of the city. In one of the houses, the window is open, and the wind blows the curtain back into the room. A five-year-old stirs in her sleep, and rolls over, putting her back to the open window. Of that same house, a person dressed in all black creeps up to that same open window and peers inside. A smile spreads across the person's face, and she climbs through the open window. The girl in the bed stirs, rolls back over, and opens her eyes slightly, seeing the person in black creep over to her. Then, her eyes flash open and she opens her mouth to scream. But the stranger quickly covers her mouth. "You wretched girl! Stay quiet!" The girl nodded, as if saying okay, and when the stranger started to take her hand away, the girl started to scream. Quickly, the stranger, who is obviously trying to kidnap the girl, whips out a needle and injects it in the girl's arm. The girl yelps, then closes her eyes slowly. "Sweet dreams, little one." With that, the kidnapper lifts the little girl over her shoulder and leaves the house. |