Yadgar Alge. He wasn't the first person to want to get me, but he was the last person to actually do it. Even before we met him, I caught his image and voice in other people's memories and thoughts. What did he seem then? Frightening, arousing interest. Mesmerizing. His will dominated people, and there was not a single chance that in a personal meeting I would be able to withstand him. But this was not required. I, Erica, was negligible, but this weakness became poison for those who tried to take advantage of it. He shouldn't have wished for me if he wanted to keep his freedom.