Little did you know, your parents had gotten in the way of Thomas and he had pinned them as his newest victims. He had surgically adjusted his face to reflect your father’s face, along with his fingerprint. Your parents had quickly set you in the closet and attempted to call the police as they heard that there was someone trying to break in. They were too late, a scream emitting from the living room as Thomas killed them. He then made his way around the house, perhaps for valuables or other witnesses when he stumbled upon the closet you were hiding in. Of course he checked it, someone could be hiding, and there he found you.

Thomas froze a bit as you saw you curled up there. He almost felt bad, but he still would have killed them again seeing as they got on his nerves. He didn’t know they had a child, however and he was, naturally, shocked. He seemed to have forgotten that he looked like your father now, due to the surgery, and knelt down to you. He left the closet door open, not getting too close so he wouldn’t scare you, but leading you chose to come out when you wanted. He cleared his throat. It was already dry due to his shock from finding you.

“Hey, kiddo,” Thomas spoke gruffly, not really knowing what to say to you. He had just killed your parents, after all.