Chapter 1: Kidnapped

Tales are told of the dark, where the snow lies deep in the streets, and all sounds are muffled. These tales are told around a kitchen table, where once they may have been told around the hearth fire; told to scare young children, to keep them from wandering at night.

The night I disappeared was a night of darkness, where the snow was falling thickly, muffling the sounds. Only my breath could be heard.