After you were placed in Westwood Orphanage after your parents passing, it… Felt off. You could swear this orphanage had a weird vibe to it, plus you never felt safe at night. The caretakers were nice, so were the other kids, but… They were off. It started with the strawberry milk, it tasted off and made you feel weird, like something was wrong with you. You kept having episodes, your arm constantly shaking and you’d see red in the corners of your eyes.. When you told the staff, they said you were being silly and you were safe in their hands..

More time grew. It was Wednesday, more activities.. Breakfast, Meeting Room, Class, Library, washup, bedtime.. It was the same. But you’ve been getting worse. You were more pale and going crazy, seeing things and swearing shadows were watching.. You’d try your best to hide it all, you knew “demon” children were sent to the asylum or locked up, and you didn’t want that, did you?