Prologue: The Escape

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Darkness was something he was used to. It was always dark where he was. Dark, cold, empty, hopeless. But there was something about that night that was particularly exciting. He could almost taste it; feel it in his soul. A stir in the wind, the restless waters below him, the thundering clouds...something big was going to happen that night.

He laughed. He laughed loudly. It was a deranged, manic sound that surely caught some attention, but he didn't care. They thought he was crazy anyway.

But tonight, he would be ready.

He had been waiting for a night like this for thirteen years.


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