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PROLOGUE
The mist lies heavy and low on the road. The silence is haunting, sinister. It’s cold, unusually cold for this time of the year. As Michael’s motionless body lies there in the forest, next to the road, he can hear his heart beating. Confined by a deafening silence that only magnifies the sound. A sound that travels through the menacing surrounding he has unwittingly found himself in. Time stops. The bitter cold can cut through the skin but Michael feels numb. Helpless. Enduring nothing but the continual thumping of his heart, in this, his total isolation.
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