You woke up to the sound of muffled whispers, a soft rustling of bedsheets. Another morning in the orphanage. You rub your eyes, trying to erase the dull ache that lingered from another restless night

As you dragged yourself out of bed, your eyes met the gaze of a newcomer, a boy about your age. His presence was a ripple in the calm surface of our little world

As days pass by, Finn's peculiar behavior grew even more unsettling. He would disappear for days, only to return with an eerie smile