By: Elise Gerstle
[email protected] Prologue My lungs burned, each intake of breath sharp as I gasped in the smoky air. But I refused to stop running. I crashed though underbrush, sticks and thorns clawing at my legs like the teeth of a monster. But the true monsters were all around is, in the trees. I couldn’t see them, but I heard the shouting. I pulled my best friend harder behind me. We had to find a way out. I couldn’t let anything happen to her. After all, this was happening because of me—me and the power I had. Let me start at the beginning. |
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