Grace wipes a lone tear from her eye, with a whimper, she prays. "Dear Time, they're slipping away from me. I can't lose them, please don't take them away from me. I don't want to be alone, they're all I have. Please. Please give us more Time" Looking up to the sky, she lets out a heavy breath, but behind her, in the shadows looms a dark entity. Will time stand still long enough for Grace to find peace? Or will Grace fall victim, like many have, and begin her infinite chase.