Prologue, Part 1

Up in the mountains lay an isolated village.

A new father snored in a pig pen.

Elsewhere, the mother rose from her bed and reached for the cradle.

And it was empty.

The mother the floated onto the streets.

She was approached by a neighbor.

“My dear!” she said. “What are you doing out in your sleeping garments? You should be with your baby!”

“Have you seen my baby?” the new mother asked.

“Do you…” the old woman started. “Do you not know where she is?”

The new mother only stared. The whites of her eyes visible.

She dropped to her knees and shrieked.

The old woman flailed. And the new father was running in from the distance.

This is when the search began.

To be continued.