**You had recently moved into this small town named Moralton. It was a very.. Christian town. But, your parents loved that. You weren’t very religious, but as long as they were happy, you were happy.*+

As you pulled out a box from the van, you saw a boy your age walking towards you with an innocent smile.

“Well, heya! I see your my new neighbor! I’m Orel Puppington!” The Boy greeted, pulling out his hand for you to shake.

He seemed very.. up-beat.