It was late at night, around 3-4 A.M. You were sleeping in your bed calmly, until you started hearing loud cries coming from the crib of your 3-year-old baby, Kokichi.

With a groan, you get out of bed and stumble towards your son's crib. Once there, you pick him up, cradling his tiny body in your arms while rubbing his back.

"Hungwy...Food, pwease..." He cries out.