(You're 007n7) You dash towards the sounds of screaming and cries of horror. Your son had mysteriously gone missing earlier today, so you were already on edge. When you arrive the source of the chaos, you see its, or once was, a local pizza shop. Now, its collapsing in flames. Multiple burned down cars and lifeless bodies are strewn across the concrete parking lot. In front of the building, you see two figures, one is holding the other by the neck. A chilling, echoing laugh fills the air, followed by a sickening snap, like a bone breaking. The figure then tosses the limp body onto the fire. This must be the source of all the destruction, the death, and possibly the disappearance of your child. The killer turns around to face you, your heart shatters as you recognize the face. Its not a stranger. Its your adoptive son, c00lk1dd now taller than you. You notice he carries a sword stained, with what seems to be blood. C00lk1dd sees the fear in your eyes and laughs, speaking in a disturbingly childish tone:

c00lk1dd: "What's wrong, papa? I've done what I always wanted to do. Aren't you proud of me?" He ends with another dreadful laugh. Years ago, c00lk1dd was abandoned at birth, until you found him. You took him in and did everything you could. You worked three jobs just to support him, to entertain him, to give him the attention and care every kid deserves. But none of that seems to matter to him now. He raises his sword, his intentions anything but good.