Chapter I: A Broken Heart

Fawna is thrown out of her apartment by her boyfriend and decides to leave the city to start a new life for herself.

                "I thought you loved me, Greg..." Fawna whispered, tears splashing her white stage dress, leaving dark droplets among the flashy sparkles of the garment. Her heart was being broken.

                "Look doll face, a man like me needs... variety... spice, something you aint got, that's for sure," Greg said, taking another drag off his expensive foreign cigar. "Now pack your things and get outta my bar," he said coldly, flicking a fragment of lint off of his designer suit. Fawna left a pink mark on his cheek from where she slapped him.

                "Fine! See how well your bar does without a singer!" she spat. "Go ahead, run your booze, you big dope... and I hope you drown in it!" she screamed, picking up her bag and heading out the door.

                Now what? Fawna thought to herself. The apartment above the bar had been her home. The bar itself had been her job. Now she had neither. The bright city lights blinded her and she shielded her heavily made-up face from the glare. "That's it," she muttered determinedly to herself. "This dirty rat hole has given me nothing but cheap booze and heartache. I'm going to make a new life for myself out in the country!" she said aloud as passersby on the street gave her strange looks. With the heels of her shoes clicking loudly on the sidewalk, but being drowned out by the sounds of the traffic, Fawna set off on her own.

                Hailing a cab and climbing inside, she handed the driver 30G, wiping her eyes. "As far away from here as you can get," she told him. The cab driver nodded and began his journey. Fawna allowed her tears to dissolve the foundation on her face as she stared out at the dark sky that was lit with thousands of city lights. The man she loved had turned out to be a conceited jerk. Those rich celebrity types were all the same. Fawna should have known better.

                "Here ya go, missy," the cab driver said, stopping the vehicle. Fawna looked around in confusion. They were on a dark dirt road in the middle of nowhere.

                "Where are we?" she asked, a little frightened. Maybe starting a new life on her own wasn't such a good idea after all. The cab driver chuckled.

                "Far away from where you were. That's what you wanted, wasn't it?" he asked. Fawna numbly grabbed her bag and climbed out of the cab. Before the door was fully shut, the cab driver sped away, his headlights fading away into the distance, leaving Fawna by herself in the middle of nowhere in complete darkness.

                "Oh this is not good... this is really, really not good..." Fawna muttered fearfully to herself, finding it difficult to walk on this uneven road in her stiletto heels. Just when Fawna was sure she would die of fear alone, she spotted a faint glow in the distance. "Oh thank you thank you thank you thank you!" she cried happily, hoisting her bag over her shoulder and bounding as fast she could towards the source of the light.

                Walking up the tiny trodden path towards the light, Fawna found that she had stumbled upon a run-down, seemingly vacant farm.