Under the full light of a moon, in a land unknown to humans; A girl crawls up from the banks of a lake.She stepped into the light of the moon's full cast glow "W...Wer.....Were am I?" she said, quit timidly. As anyone in our world would expect when you talk to yourself to not receive an answer, to her surprise she did.It was a simple "yes." The voice that replied to her call was boyish, light, and slightly "double tone",in the since of the word.Just then a shadow moved from the sky to the banks. To her awe, the shadow was not connect to any being of any sort. It was a pitch-black mass that followed the flow of the ground, yet was seemingly never ending. The mass moved closer and closer to the girl, then reached out what seemed to be an hand.