Prologue

I woke up one day to a loud crash in my attic. When I went to see what it was I found the strangest thing ever, a giant bird had flown right through my window. The bird looked at me, it was bleeding all over the place from the shards of glass from my window. The bird began to sparkle and the room filled with smoke. When all the smoke was gone, not a bird but a person lay on the floor of my attic.