Author's Note: This is just a protrayal of what happened to Carlisle. I am using information to help me write it. Once again, these characters are not mine.

PREFACE

Darkness swept over me like a plague.
It felt as it I were falling into a deep, profound abyss of nothingness, and I could do nothing to stop it.
I could not move nor breathe.
Yet I was alive.
Somehow, I was alive.
It was as if my soul was lingering in between life,
debating on whether to eternally damn my soul,
or give me another breath of life.
My very existence was on the
brink of extinction,
yet held a tiny hope of light.
A light that I so desperatley tried to grasp.
And pull myself out of the darkness.