Prologue

??? POV

I fell and just kept falling. Falling, falling until I could fall no more.

Then I hit the ground. The hard, cold ground.

It hurt. My head hurt.

It was throbbing. Throbbing, punching, waiting, kicking, hitting, bumping against my skull.

I saw blurry shapes, blurry images, and blurry figures.

Then, black. So much black. So much silence.

Now everything is muffled, and I feel my consciousness fleeting before me. I can’t keep my eyes open.

Open.

What is open?

Open feels so far away.