Reasonable doubt.

As she said the words, as they played out their story, as the pieces worked and fit awkwardly together, that's all I could think.

Reasonable doubt. I don't believe her.

Things are and things aren't.

There is no in-between. There is no space for partial truths.

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There is simply the truth and everything that isn't.

I wanted to believe her. To think that she of all people wouldn't betray me.

In a world that was once a fantasy and at first, felt like one….she of all people wouldn't give in to the flow of insanity that rushed and swallowed, that pulled and consumed.

I couldn't know for sure.

Well, that's a lie. Since I had a doubt, that meant I also had no truth.

"It's okay."

"Really?"

"No, not really. But one day it will be."

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

"Don't know yet."

I started to walk away from the outskirts of the central city.

At my back, I heard her wails, her pleas, her false promises.

I didn't turn back.

I walked forward and into the wild.

End of Prologue.