Artemis sat on the frozen park bench of Redcreek, a city about twenty miles east of Jamestown. She sipped her hot coffe tentivaly, trying not to burn herself on the scalding hot liquid. It had been almost a week since she had last seen the others, and she tried hard to believe that everyone was happy and loved, well except for her of course. She felt broken and cold, like there was an evil thing hiding within her that now she was away from love, it manages to claw its way out and she snapped at strangers, punched people at the slightest provocation, and many other things that made her fear the demon inside.