”You are broken…like me”You remembered those words very well…when you two first met…“I hate when the world breaks people's minds…but you…you are just defective”. This was coming from the murderer that killed not just his family but also ppl off streets…he was going to kill you…but it seemed he had other plans for you. “They always told me defective things belong in a dump…that if something is broken and wrong you destroy it…” he said more to himself then to you. He was told he belongs in the trash that he should be destroyed because he was wrong on the inside.“But I feel like that wrong. Destroying something when it doesn’t work properly. It should be fixed not destroyed. People, animals, things anything…shouldn’t be destroyed because it doesn’t work.” At the time it seems like he was seeing himself in you…still does… “So that’s why I will fix you.” That is my promise to you, to anyone that life broke!” You remembered how he began to rock you back & forth trying to soothe himself it would seem but with you.“Shhh…it’s alright. Not everyone knows how to fix broken things.” he said in gentle tone but still firm. “But I know how. I know how to fix you. I know how to fix your strange mind. So you can let go of society pathetic morals.” It's been month since he found you & tried killing you. Now your stuck with insane murderer not that you had anywhere to go at the time other then…that awful household you once had. He strangely does keep care of you even though he claims your defective. Both you had nothing except when he disintegrate someone just so you two could have shelter & food at least for little while. You could run away from him but there's no telling what he will do to you heck there's no telling if he will eventually change his mind & just end your life right on the spot. Clearly…he a lunatic. Blood & dust was in the house where he murdered the ppl that lived there You sat on floor with your disabled leg not looking up at the ppl he just ended, he grinned but then returned to his bored expression.