Prologue - end

When he stepped into his new home, he immediately noticed how big it was. They were in a penthouse on the top two floors of the skyscraper.

The boy ran through the penthouse and marveled at the view from the windows, which offered him a 360 degree panoramic view of the whole city.

The penthouse was set up so that the bedrooms and bathrooms are on the upper floor and the living room, kitchen and exercise room are on the lower floor. The penthouse is luxuriously and modernly furnished and above all in light colors or white, which the boy particularly liked.

The boy's room was nothing special. It had a large bed, a closet, and its own bathroom. He also had a great view of the city. The walls were still pretty empty, with the exception of the one above his bed, because there was an oil painting there, which the boy liked. It depicts an angel descending from heaven to earth. The boy liked the golden tones that the painting played with.

In the evening the family servant knocked on the boy's door to remind him of dinner. The boy had showered before and looked like a real person again, although his dark hair was still too long and covered his beautiful golden eyes.

At the dinner table, his parents told him about their plans for the next few days and asked the boy if they would like to visit the city together. The boy happily agreed because he really wanted to learn more about the city and wanted to find out more about it.

After eating, the boy went to sleep straight away, as he was already tired. He lay down in his comfortable bed and thought about the last few days. Kidnapped from a small village on an island, for days in a narrow space with screaming children on a ship, up to the mysterious rescue from the ocean.

He thought his new parents were very nice, even if he had just met them. While he was thinking about the various things he wanted to do in the future, he was dragged from sleep into the dream world.

When he opened his eyes he suddenly stood on a beautiful green meadow. He looked around, but there was only the meadow. The sky was bathed in a beautiful blue and only a few clouds could be seen. He wondered where he is when he suddenly heard a low voice from one direction.

He wondered what the voice was and therefore followed it slowly. He walked for a while without discovering anything new, but the voice became louder and clearer, but the boy couldn't understand a word of what the voice was saying.

He walked on in the meadow until he finally came to a stone path. He followed the stone path over a small hill until he reached the top. Now he could see everything. You could only see an endless green meadow everywhere, but down on the hill suddenly a person was standing with his back to the boy who was wrapped in white clothes.

The boy wanted to go to the person, but his feet stopped moving. Just as the strange person from whom the mysterious voice was also emanating wanted to turn around, the boy suddenly went black and he startled.