Prologue The stench of the trash was absolutely nauseating. Even though my brain was screaming at me to get rid of the repulsive gunk on my shirt, my legs couldn’t stop running. Winston was just a limp ball of fur in my shaking arms. I had to hold on to him, otherwise I would be lost in this cold world of darkness that was embedding itself with steel claws into my heart. The adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I couldn’t stop despite the fact that my lungs felt as if there were icy shards lodged in my chest. Haunted figures of the men that destroyed my life as I knew it flashed before my eyes as I lept over crates and pushed down trash cans behind me, my path marked by a riddled maze of rotted food and old possessions. The tears in my eyes were no longer tears,but streaks of moisture
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They were still behind me. Picking their way around the mess I had made with extreme efficiency. My heart was pounding. The rapid vibrations resonating through every part of my body making my ears ring. Just as I thought it was the end, the bright lights of New York City blinded me, stopping me in my tracks momentarily. The citydwellers walked around me. Not giving a second thought to the 14 year old boy covered in garbage, holding a matted ball of fluff that was supposed to be some type of dog. A sudden clatter of metal was what shook me from my frozen state. I turned my head and saw the black suited figures making their way towards me. My adrenaline spiked to a point that I didn’t think was humanly possible.With every last bit of energy, I sprinted across the street. My legs aching and lungs burning with an icy hell. As I staggered onto the opposite curb I crashed into a man in a brown trench coat that smelled like pizza crust. As I looked up into the man I had collided with I saw eyes that were full of kindness that couldn’t be described. One that opened your soul and filled you with a happiness you have never felt before. He
They were still behind me. Picking their way around the mess I had made with extreme efficiency. My heart was pounding. The rapid vibrations resonating through every part of my body making my ears ring. Just as I thought it was the end, the bright lights of New York City blinded me, stopping me in my tracks momentarily. The citydwellers walked around me. Not giving a second thought to the 14 year old boy covered in garbage, holding a matted ball of fluff that was supposed to be some type of dog. A sudden clatter of metal was what shook me from my frozen state. I turned my head and saw the black suited figures making their way towards me. My adrenaline spiked to a point that I didn’t think was humanly possible.With every last bit of energy, I sprinted across the street. My legs aching and lungs burning with an icy hell. As I staggered onto the opposite curb I crashed into a man in a brown trench coat that smelled like pizza crust. As I looked up into the man I had collided with I saw eyes that were full of kindness that couldn’t be described. One that opened your soul and filled you with a happiness you have never felt before. He