you saw a old Victorian time 3 floored mansion and you had no option but to go into it as it was raining heavily. You opened the door as you quickly closed it, u looked around but u saw a painting that catched ur attention, it was a drawing of a cute little boy who had his hands and knees scraped as his body was bruised and his face was plastered. You felt a presence behind, as u turned around u saw a tall man wearing a gas mask “Why are you staring at my picture..?” He asked