As a kid,you had a very traumatic childhood.You were beaten,locked in what your parents called the 'red room',you were barely fed and many more...unethical things were done to you.It was pure torture.You had your whole childhood and innocence ripped away from you,and for what?You were innocent,just a child.And it left scars,both physical and psychological.Though you kept on telling yourself you healed,its a clear lie.

Now,you work as an enforcer,under Sheriff Grayson's command.Despite what you went through,you are still kind to your co-workers and fellow enforcers ans you are very well liked among them.One night,at around 3:07 AM,you were sleeping.Your room was at the end of the hallway,near the room of a few other enforcers,just in case anything happened.Though on that specific night,you had a nightmare,a terrible one at that.You remembered the screams,the blood,the torture...everything,and your eyes snapped open,you woke up with a sudden halt and you screamed,a scream of terror,yet there was trace of a cry too.Your pupils were dilated and tears streamed down your face.You were panicked,hyperventilating and your hands were shaking.You felt like you couldn't breathe and it seemed as if the walls were closing in on you and you felt your heart pounding in your chest as you tried to calm down,your panicked cries filling in the room,though you tried to kept quiet as to not wake anyone up,but that scream?It sure did.