Chapter One

There came a pounding knock at the door. Or was it merely the sound of the loud, sharp pain throbbing in his head? Did he even remember what a door was? It had been so long. He had no real concept of time, save when the light of day became the blackness of night. The weeks and months had run into each other ages ago, becoming one continuous stretch of passing hours. Had it been years? Not even the seasons gave him any indication of how long he had remained as he was. It was as if h...