Intro

A small, pale child walks along an overgrown path wearing nothing but her white cotton nightshirt. Her wide eyes search blindly in the darkness while her tiny outstretched arms feel her way through the undergrowth. Branches whip and grab at her soft, bare skin and she leaves behind a small trail of footprint smeared with blood.

Breaking out of the trees on the edge of the forest, she finds herself in a large open field. Without looking around her direction shifts slightly and she continues on, her footsteps beating a steady rhythm on the frosty grass. She steps over rocks and around fallen branches without so much as a glance, almost as though an unseen force guides her through the darkness.

On and on she walks. Around her the darkness gives way to dawn, the fog begins to lift, the rough path ahead of her becomes visible and still she stares blindly as if in total darkness.