1 PROLOGUE:The Clock Struck Twelve

" Heeelp!" "Somebody please help me!" The duchess screamed out as loud as she dare! The fear had solemnly consumed her mind. She ran faster and faster down the narrow castle corridors not knowing where to go,Not knowing what to do, and the only thing that she could think about was how the darkness had already consumed everything that had she ever loved. The duchess choked on her thoughts not knowing if she would ever escape her own mind , which by now had been all but lost to the frozen cluches of fear that petrified her and taunted her deviant soul. And As the duchess passes the corridor to the long since unused armory she suddenly stops clenching her breast in dead fear for what she had just heard was the most ungodly noise that her mind had ever encountered. As she idly stands solidified by the strange noise she can't help but notice that the walls of the corridors she had previously walked were slowly ceasing to exist. The comfort of the walls for which the duchess had known most her whole life since nineteen,were encased in flames and as the shadows grew in depth,the eeriness of her own comfort pulled her under to that inescapable dwell which she can no longer bide. Then time itself consumes every inch of her being and the duchess faints in a puddle of her own blood. DING,DING,DING.... the clock struck Twelve.