Prologue: A blood moon at midnight. A young girl steps into the shadow of a tree and creeps toward a thin brook. The reflection of the moon in the water draws her in, and she nears the brook. Crouching down, she sees the red reflection dancing like fire.She touches the water. It's as cold as ice.The wind blows, harder and harder. There are animals, not only in the water, but reflected in it. Her face goes closer and closer to the water. Slowly, she drinks