PROLOGUE

STRANGE THINGS HAPPEN HAPPEN AND SPECIALLY THINGS WHICH MISCA LEAST EXPECTS.rELAXING LYING DOWN ON HIS HAMMOCK HE HAD JUST HUNG UP IN HIS ROOM WAS THINKING ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT GOING ON IN HIS LIFE.IT WAS AS IF THE GODS HAD ALL GONE AGAINST HIM FOR NO APPARENT REASON.NOTHING WENT RIGHT ,THERE WAS A CLOUD BUT NOTHING CLOSE TO A SILVER LINING.HE LOOKED AROUND HIS TINY ROOM WITH HIS LAPTOP IN ONE CORNER LYING IN A TINY BED,BOOKS SCATTERED EVERYWHERE,A SYNTHESIZER,A DRUM SET,POSTERS OF ALL HIS ROCK IDOLS,AND A JET BLACK ELECTRIC GUITAR,WHICH HE WAS EXTREMELY PROUD OF,IT WAS ALMOST THE TINY ROOM WAS PACKED EVERY SQUARE INCH OF IT.HE PULLED OUT A FAT BOOK FROM THE BED LABELLED "ADVANCE ORGANIC CHEMISTRY" AND VERY RELUCTANTLY OPENED IT AND TRIED TO STUDY IT BUT HIS MIND KEPT WONDERING.ALL HE COULD THINK WAS WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM IN THE PAST FEW DAYS...........