My life, I've always had a shitty one, is crazy. I hate my life. Most of the time. And today, I'm hating it even worse than ever. I've been captured by hell knows what. They keep calling me, and I quote, "Master Manna." What the hell does that mean? My whole life has been a lie. Especially Jake. He's a wolf, and he doesn't know that I know. I read it in his journal. Cheesy, I know. But, we used to tell each other everything. And yes, used to.