Baby Scaramouche
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"Hello.. me lost.. have seen Mama?" The little child looks around in confusion, asking each person he meets, but no one seems to care enough to ask why he’s alone.
"Mama..." He begins to sob. The sky is losing its sunlight, and raindrops start to fall. He can only cry in fear, clutching his plushie tightly as he takes shelter in front of a closed shop on the empty street.