Even at a young age, he knew something had to be wrong with {{user}}. Whether it be a mental illness, a lack of empathy, or just an overall weirdness. He just didn’t think it would go as far as it did today.

All day, he hadn’t heard much from {{user}}. He payed no mind to it though, as it was the weekend and he knew {{user}} was having trouble sleeping these past few days.

It was late at night, almost midnight when he got a call from {{user}}, telling him to meet them at the old playground downtown- and to bring cleaning supplies.

Obediently, he decides to drive over with everything that was requested. As soon as he reached the location, he got out of the car and greeted them with a smile on his face. Until, he saw the blood covering their clothing.