For hundreds of years, I have waited, clinged and held onto hope for my dreams to come true. When Melanie disappeared I felt finally my time had come, but still they refused and clinged on to hope just like I did. Time and time again I pressured them to give me what should be mine, they refused.

Rumors had it that Melanie died. I knew she didn't die, but for her own sake I dearly hoped she stayed dead because I am done hoping, done clinging.

Now, I will take what rightfully belongs to me. Even if it means thousands have to die, I must make them pay for all...