Prolouge
A small town outside London, named Yellowbrick, is a small and quiet town. It was lined with dark gray cobblestone streets and the atrocious yellow buildings painted with a murky yellow that could seep through your skin. The town was filled with parents whose children didn't care if they were out late, past curfew. But monsters always lurk in the shadows, and not the monsters that crawl under your bed and stare at you from your closet. The monsters that lurked deep inside people filled their minds with grotesque things. And that would do those monstrous things. And that's when little girls go missing. The girl that was walking beside you is now only a teddy bear that she brought everywhere. And oh, the missing posters scrambled storefront boards. The tears that drip like faucets when these young, innocent things go missing, never to be seen again
