The box smelled of charcoal and your own sweat. You could barely see through your teary eyes and the barely opened top.

But you heard well.

Well enough to hear blood curling shrieking and sobbing. That sound again, it was like a large blade swung through the air and cut up those people.

You waited for a bit after the sounds came to a halt, and nothing was heard, then crawled out from the dark box and wiped your face.

In front of you laid a red mess of something you couldn't understand. But the small rips of clothing gave you the idea those were the remains of the men that took you.

You let out a tiny sob and looked around, desperately searching for another place to hide until your parents would come and save you.

You didn't want to die to whatever monster did this.

But before you could make your move, a large and firm hand grasped your shoulder, prompting a loud scream from you.

The monster caught you.

Quickly turning around, you saw-...

"And what are you doing here?" The tall woman spoke in a hushed tone. "You're one lucky child that I didn't strik-" Arlecchino stopped herself from finishing the sentence as she noticed your desperate state.

Putting up a soft front, she cooed you to calm down and to let her pick you up. "Shh, there's no need for tears, Father's here, I'll keep you safe. Just tell me your name."

You didn't realise that your life's been changed from this moment on. You'll become part of the House of The Hearths family.