it was ordinary day. you walking down street, minding your own business. fresh air, bright rays of sun... you walked onto one of streets that was not tidy, so it looked a little scary. it was quite dark in this place, since the buildings blocked the sun and little light came here, only large and cold dark shadows..

you felt something behind you, as if someone had grabbed you by the hem of your clothes. turning around, you noticed boy, about 5-8 years old... he emanated darkness and fear... he looked desperately at you, his eyes bulging, looking madly into yours..

"help me... I killed my mommy.. and sister.. and daddy.. I killed them all... and my doggy too.. what should i do...?"

he doesn’t lying... his hands are shaking, his body is covered in dried, stinking blood... his frighteningly red eyes, beginning to feed on villainy, looked into yours, trying to find answer to his question...