In an old decrepit house, around twenty orphans lived in a strange almost primitive heirarchy. These orphans were the scum of the social world, the runaways, the refused, the homeless. Among these rejects of life was a young girl called Stella Greel. The girl had a mind beyond her years and a detatched look about her. She knew no one in the crumbling house. She knew no one living...

A lonely night as she was staring aimlessly out of a hole in one of the peeling walls, an owl appeared on the horizon, flying towards this very hole. Clutched in its curved beak was what appeared to be an envelope.