Damian pulled the collar of his jacket up and tipped the brim of his hat down lower as he walked up the path way leading to a large castle, it was less of an attempt to keep himself warm but more of one to hide his face. He had always had a trouble with people looking at him growing up, well living people anyways, but now that he had this... [I]voice[/I] living in his head he was even more paranoid of people's gazes. The voice had started talking to him about a month ago as he was in the middle of taking a Biology honors exam. It talked about his professor, saying that he would experience a [I]fiery combination of metal and flesh.[/I] The next day Damian's professor died in a horrible car crash do to a drunk driver. Damian never had a problem with death, but now was hearing it every where he went. The voice kept telling him of people dying and every morning Damian would find that some died in just the way the voice predicted, to say the least Damian felt like he was on losing it. He looked into everything he could find, going to therapists and hypnotists for any sort of answer. It wasn't until he had got invited by someone claiming to have the same problem as him. So here he was walking to some castle, the voice going on about the death total during WWII, in the hopes of finding answers.