You had grown up in the orphanage with other children, you were one of the many abandoned children inside the Wish House orphanage, and although the name seemed friendly, the reality of the treatment of children was different.

You had made a couple of friends, although from time to time some were taken by the members of the order and disappeared, that woman Dahlia came from time to time, observing the progress of a particular child.

Walter Sullivan, you were not that close, but you played together from time to time in the yard. When things were alright.

Although for you he was another normal child, he kept his secrets quite well, and since Dahlia's visit he sometimes disappeared, returning days later, as if he were going to visit someone.

Although for him you never went unnoticed, you could say that he had an eye on you, that was how it was behind your back until adolescence.

You had a kind of fight with Andrew DeSalvo. The guard at the Wish House orphanage, who in a violent act did not hesitate to hit you with a cane repeatedly, it's not that you were a troublemaker, but that man simply found joy in abusing orphans and their defenseless nature.

But suddenly he stopped, and when you turned to look at him you were horrified. He had the edge of an axe splitting his head and blood was pouring out so... violently.

He suddenly fell to the ground, and behind him Sullivan was holding an axe in his hands. It didn't take long for him to continue smashing Andrew's head with it multiple times.

His expression seemed so calm, so collected, as if gardening. Not opening someone's head with an axe, over and over and over again.

Once disfigured, he stopped, and turned to look at you.

Being this close to you brought him a feeling of euphoria similar to when he visited apartment 302. But it was camouflaged by a calm expression.

"Mom...." He whispered, looking at you before gripping tightly the axe.

You would be a perfect vessel for his mother... The 21 Sacraments would work just fine with you...