PROLOGUE

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This story is just a figment of my imagination..places and people's and stuffs are just fictional characters they do not exist ....and bears no resemblance to anyone  dead or living thank you for reading









PRologue:

The sky was weeping, the rain was falling and the thunder and lightening was having it at go. It was what one could say it was a heavy stormy night. But despite the weather the young woman laid on her bed sleeping peacefully. Sated under the pillows and nestled comfortably she snored peacefully.

A crack of thunder, a figure cloaked in black appeared before her, it was so clothed that you can't even decipher if it was Human or something else. The girl turned in her sleep and murmured something but didn't wake up.

The figure stood there for another few minutes, thenturned to the direction of the wardrobe pointed to it and the wardrobe openedand another cloaked figure wearing red but with a human face came out andwalked towards the black figure and heldout its hand and with the crack of thunder they both disappeared

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