Emma loved her family, her friends, and her people and they all loved her. But she knew that she could not tell them about her visions because they would not believe her. But she had to do something and so she decided that she would have to at least try to prepare them for what was to come.
Their village was ruled by a council of seven people, these people coming from all walks of life and backgrounds in order to represent the needs and desires of their people. The members were all respectable and honorable people, and without a doubt Emma looked up to them. However many of them were old and conservative in their beliefs, scorning anything new or different. For them, if things worked fine in the past, then there was no reason to change anything. Why ruin a good thing?
And perhaps if she did not know any better, she would have agreed with them. Of course village life was nothing extravagant or special, could be at times quite boring, but most people were content with their way of life, herself included.
But with such imminent threats looming over the horizon, she knew that things would have to change if they were to stand up to and survive the horrors to come. The first step to achieving this would be by getting rid of the council and replacing them with a strong centralized leader.
For that role, Emma had the perfect person in mind for it. On the council was a young charismatic man named Richard who tended to be more liberal and open in his beliefs. He was also a family friend of hers, so she knew that he would be willing to listen to her plan.
At first Richard was alarmed, telling Emma that she was crazy and that what she was proposing was essentially a coup d’etat and that there were so many ways for this to go wrong. However, when Emma explained her concerns about the future, he began to see it from her perspective and agreed to help her.
Together they hatched up a plan to propose the dissolution of the council to the villagers and the idea of replacing them with one singular leader. In Emma’s eyes, change would have to come directly from the people themselves as the council itself would never agree to its own dissolution.
However, the morning after they had made plans together, a loud pounding on the door broke her out of her reverie. Startled awake, she moved to open the door, but perhaps she was taking too long because the door was slammed violently open instead.
With the door practically hanging off its hinges, a group of burly men stormed into her house and pulled her out of bed and out into the open. They dragged Emma across the village by her hair, and when she looked around for help, she noticed that many of the villagers refused to look her in the eyes, and for the ones that did, all she saw was the scorn and felt towards you.