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 Chapter 1 "Terrible things await on the other side. Never cross the wall of the East village, for there are demons beyond your wildest fear, monsters that will devour you slowly, and strange things that defy logic..." Elliot's Grandmother kissed his forehead and tucked him into bed and closed the window. "Gran, why can't we go to the other side of that wall?" said Elliot. "I already told you dear, there are terrible things on the other side." "But Gran, those are just stories right? There aren't really magical things, and monsters... Right?" His Grandmother looked at him with a stern face. "There are bad things! Many people have gone over

 I was sitting at a table enjoying myself, when some guys came in. They seemed friendly, and being that there was no room anywhere else in the bar, I let them sit with me. They where fit looking young men, and seemed to have a bit of a rough streak. But they where friendly, and that was what mattered to me - at the time. After a few drinks, they became rowdy, and rather loud. It was rather quite annoying. But it seemed that my drunk table quests where not frugal in the least. Every round they bought, I was included. I couldn't complain. After about the fifth round, I was feeling it was time for me to quit, or atleast take a break. But the

I lay awake in bed each night, thinking of things gone bad. There is nothing I can do, But lay there and suffer. The thoughts swirling around cause pain, Physical and emotional. It causes headaches, And it causes depression. And in that pain I find, No sleep- none. Nothing but dark nights, and breaking dawns. There is no way for me to sleep, nothing naturally done. If I had my way, I'd sleep with a gun. The ultimate sleep, Caused by man. Nothing to think about, No sunrises to taunt. And in that slumber, I hope to find. That I am alone, and wake-less at last.