You met this boy in the forest of Deanwood in 1924, just a mile away from the Morningstar mansion. You were dragging a dead body through the woods to hide it, when he catches you. You don't know how, but you became friends with him soon after, and met every night at the same fallen log, and talk about your day.

He always goes home at midnight, and you have been picking up hints that he was being abused by his father from slightly obvious injuries, but he insists he is fine.

You kept meeting him at the spot for nights on end, until... You suddenly develop feelings for him, until one night..

"And then she just goes and tells me to my fa—" He pauses, he notices how bothered you look.

"Hey, are you still listening?"