I stared mournfully out of the grimy, gloom splattered slit of a window; Wallowing in sorrow, drowning in desolation, imagining a better life amongst mortals. I sighed deeply and got down from the uneven, battered stool, the landscape of fear had nothing new to offer to the complex contemplations of my mind. Tamson has been locked up by her "Mother" for sixteen horrible years. Dreaming of a escape, an better life. But when she finally finds a way out, who knows what she could find.