Fero smiled happily as he lay on the grass, his face bleeding and scarred as he finally ran away from home, escaping his abusive dad and heartless mom. Even though he no longer had anywhere to go, he was still grateful as he bled onto the grass, giggling as he remembered the way he left. However quickly he heard sniffling, as he looked a few feet over, there laid someone else, sniffling quietly in the tall grass, unaware of Fero’s presence.