"Tied up in shackles made by my own loved ones. Restraints pulled taught by the pure hatred for my enemies. Blood dripped from the gash on my cheek that had been ripped by The Man with Many Knifes. My mind lays a blank slate, waiting for a noise or sensory feeling to bring it back to life in the darkness that sat before me." ~~~ 'I will always be here for you…' Lies..... ~~~ All my life I've run, and run as fast as I can.... but now I must stand and fight back for the things I love, and nothing will stop me.