The First Blood

Every trail that leads somewhere has to have a beginning.
Years have passed with my ghost at my side, following me, watching every step I take. Day after day, she studied me as I searched for a way to put her at peace. It was the only thing I could do for her after everything she went through.
But in order to do that, I had to find her.
And finding her seemed to be the hardest thing of all.
That is, until I found a letter deep in the cracks of the building I once knew, the building where everything started and everything ended.
Now, I have a beginning.
And that beginning will be the start of the end.
And now that I have nothing, there is nothing that will stop me.