An escape from my parents who insist I follow in their footsteps as a Guardian of the Society.

Keep the members safe-that's what I'm supposed to do.

But how can I safeguard the students when I can't even protect myself?

Someone has been watching me.

His eyes burn into my soul like a branding iron. At night, he haunts my dreams and transforms them into nightmares.

And sometimes when I wake, he's there.

Standing at the foot of my bed in awe of my existence.

He isn't the one I fear most, though.

There are others who have their eyes on me, too.

Only their obsession runs deeper than Ridge's and I fear if I fall under their thumbs, I won't make it out of here alive.

There once was a sicko who lurked in the mist.

He preyed on my soul baring a closed iron fist.

His stare made me itch while his eyes locked me under his spell.

But taking his hand may be my only escape from this hell.