Prologue

Corrupt. That's how life is, my life especially. 

In my world, knowing what I know and having seen what I see, you learn to accept that things will never really change. 

You see, in the twisted, malicious society that I see within the one which is seen as "reality", nobody cares. Nobody cares about the people that get hurt - collateral damage, they call their victims. 

I'm talking about the Foragers, of course.

They're the reason we live in fear. They're the reason we're in hiding: always have been, always will be. They steal a part of our soul if we reveal our true selves. They swipe every ounce of our individuality as if it were nothing but a bug on their windscreen.

Hi, I'm Riley Cross and I'm a seer.

The End

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