Abe was fourteen. Sick. Still happy. And he died. Then, he woke up as August. A villain of the novel. Of course, it was before August blackened, and when he was an innocent and tragic boy of fourteen. Abe had no interest in becoming the villain. And so, escaped the first opportunity he got. His friend, Alex, took him in as her son. He got a family that loved him. Friends that cared. A whole new beautiful life. Unfortunately, even if he wanted to go, the plot wouldn't let him. And so began the battle between the villain and the plot. Even villains had villains of their own. And the novel's plot was the strongest of them all. Not that that made a difference. Nothing was getting between Abe and his happy, peaceful life.