Prologue

Once upon a time I believed in fairy tales. That every story had a happy ending, no matter how bad things would seem. That a fearless hero will rescue the damned and slay whatever beast plagued them. But now I know better. Now I know that sometimes there isn't anyone to save you. Sometimes things don't always go as we planned and there is nothing we can do to stop it. Nothing but pray and hope for the best, which most of the time, could be better.

The people who are murdered and killed in accidents every day, certainly you wont tell me that their ending was 'happy'? Whether or not you're killed, your end will inevitably be death. Death marks the end of life, the end of hope, the end of feeling, and the end of everything as we know it.