[Timestamp: 37 Mia 81382] <span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:gray'> Beyond the horizon the sun had begun to rise. The dark and shadows of night had begun to retreat into hiding as another day came to power. The first sensation upon her was the icy cold air. Freezing. I'm freezing to death As the light spread upon her eyes they fluttered open. Around her the terra focused into a rural landscape. She was... was... I'm in the road Sketch sat up promptly and scanned her surroundings... none familliar. Her last waking thought was... was... I have no idea... There was no concious thought in her mind that would justify her presence right there. All that filled her mind was.... Blood. There is blood everywhere But it wasn't her. She was sure of this... if nothing else. A vauge shimmer echoed through her mind. An image. The structure was tall and dark, the roof was round... some sort of sheet metal, hanging in pieces. .. old.... very old. But inside... the pit. The stone pit in the center. The blood was everwhere. A dream? It couldn't be. Who could tell. Upon the horizon there was a shadow moving swiftly in her direction. </span></span>
