• The pound of my heart races faster as the footsteps climb close. I feel like these are the last seconds of my life. I am running down the halls as fast as I could. I turn and the monsterous footsteps are dimming off into the darkness. I stop to catch my breath and then I hear the voice...calling. "Why did you leave me? Where have you gone my loved one?" The voice grew louder and louder with each question. "Why didn't you call? What is it that you don't like? Why don't you love me??!" The voices' hand reached out and grabbed my neck. I screamed in terror. The voices' eyes stared harshly at my shocked face. "All I ask is for answers, boy. I want to know." "Who are you? That's my question." The grasp at my neck became tighter and then suddenly...pain. "Kid... I am...you?" The grip lets go and disappears. The shock of my life is over...but not for long.