chapter 1: true love waits, harrowing

march 31, 1866 - a total lunar eclipse will occur
it started out as any other day as i begrudgingly dig through my countless papers strewn about the small room that has become nothing more than a box to hold me while i wait for death. perhaps foreshadowing the coffin which will claim my final resting place one day, sooner than later if this doesn't go as planned.
grabbing my textbooks and my travel pack i fish for the keys to lock this desolate place hopefully for the last time.
today is the day.
several miles away through overgrown countryside waits old town blanche cemetary. yet this was not my final destination. it was the catacombs beneath that held the true key to my liberation from this nightmare.
having spent most of my life as an aspiring artist, dabbling in everything i could yet never quite achieving anything more than mediocrity in all respects. this is what it has come to. who wants to be known as the failed artist of the town? certainly not me. after today that all changes.