It all started down on the grounds behind the churchyard.
12-year-old David Summersley had slipped away from the church and walked out into the yard. The sky was an unnatural orange color and there appeared to be a huge planet-like shadow hovering just above him.
He was hoping that no one noticed him, as someone was always dispatched to find him and drag him back to the Groningen family, who would then whip him and lock him in his small room without any supper.
Such things like this happen every Sunday, and David was refusing to pray to a god who would take his parents away from him and place him with an abusive family. He needed to leave this town immediately or risk going completely insane.
But where would he go? He had no money or friends or relatives that he could stay with, and he certainly wasn't about to go seeking the orphanage that Cuthbert Groningen was always threatening to send him to. The orphanage, with its dreary atmosphere and the harsh headmistress who ran the place, w