When the tears came and the screams followed, killing became easy for LuAnn. She'd push all reason aside without remorse and do what she had to do to survive. It wasn't that she was evil; or that she had a black stain on her soul, no--she was the victim in life's nasty scheme. She had no control, she was forced to take matters into her own hands, even if hose hands were bloody. She kept praying she'd shed the nightmares that invaded the darkness, but it didn't happen, and when she told herself "It wasn't her fault she had been forced to live on the dark side of life," destiny's plan had already been etched on the yellow pages of her journal.