Prologue

There's such darkness inside of me….its not evil, but it's dark because it's the unknown. It's like there's this empty void inside me, a black hole, and I constantly feel its presence. I'm positive there's something in that abyss…something….something that wants to be let out.

Lately it's been more restless, frantic even. At times I feel like I'm suffocating, but I have oxygen and my lungs are moving, but still….

I feel a pressure on my shoulder, I turn my gaze to the left and there's a hand. My eyes slowly flicker from an arm, to a neck, until I reach the familiar face of my uncle.

"Harry, let it out so it can breathe."

I heard some pants, then a scream, there's a sharp pain in my neck, and then I knew no more.