C. E. I.: Redacted Runaways. [COMPLETED]

Junior Little Story

[No one knows whether if junior was once a child or was created inside a oil factory... Files and stories about the young boy were kept in a storage box. Many stories about him.. A lot isn't his true backstory...]

June 14th. 1993.

Rows of children between the age of 4-11 were taken to the dining hall in Roseborth orphanage. The conditions were poor and many children were treated badly by either the staff or the other children as well. The youngsters sat down on 6 large tables and chairs. Waiting for the food to arrive shortly. But on one of the table only have one child, James "Junior" Daverich is the youngest and therefore ignored by the children who considered him as dirty and a walking dump due to him being rarely cleaned and having a small symptoms of asperger's. Which leads to the children not wanted to play with the young boy. James was also having some difficulty to sleep sometimes. Mainly is because of paranoia which was told by one of the doctors who came to check on the young lad. Saying that he can see groups of mischievous shadows with eyes and mouths, tormenting him during bedtime.

The food arrive. Drinks and fruits suited with a main course for today's lunch. James looked up. Watching. The children in front of him gossiping and teasing. He played with his food and sometimes talked to it. Thinking in his mind that the food was alive. But it doesn't seem to help. One of the staff came up to him. Scolding him for playing instead of eating. James splutter and sneeze before tucking into his now cold meal, the bell rang to recess. Groups of children headed out to the back which was guarded by rows of metal fences with Barbed wires like a prison camp. James was all alone in one corner. Sad to talk and scared to go near incase the children would tease him. So he decided to let the kids have their fun.

James doesn't like going to bed. In fear of being hunted down by the entities in his sleep. So a nice staff gave him a nightlight. Promising the young boy that the entities will leave him alone when the light is near him. James bedroom is different than the children. He sleeps alone in one room while children share each rooms down the halls. James room is small like a bathroom. He put the nightlight next to him and drifted of to sleep.

His nightmares reappear and began to devour his fears. The shadows grew taller and taller. Their eyes and sharp mouth forms. Their fingers turn sharp and their eyes glow. They chanted and surrounded little James in a circle. Chanting a poem that if the boy wakes up during 2am at night he will suffer a fate and his body won't be found. James wouldn't understand the time. Thinking that the time now was 4. He was wrong. And then his escape attempt began.

The young boy sprinted down the halls. Holding a flashlight in order to ridden the human like shadows that appear closer to him. Stalking his every move. The entities were luring the scared child out of the orphanage which had sent off a alarm that woke up the children and staff. James sped of into the forest. Followed by the feasters. They appear from trees and bushes. Arms raised and mouths opened, they crept towards James as he took a huge tumble down the heavy rocks. Spraining his ankle. One of the entities took hold of his arm. Attempting to drag the boy away into the darkness close by. James squeal and cry. Hoping that the staff or anyone would hear him. The entity let go. Allowing the boy to run into their trap. The entities disappear and reappear every time James was close to the pond, but not just any pond. A pond where Americans hid their latest crude oil. Turning the water black and mucky. The entities knew that James time was up so they all went for it. Chasing James closer to the black water. James looked back, distracted by the feasters long enough for him to fall into the crude oil pond. James was never a good swimmer. He splash and scream, the feasters watch and smile at the helpless boy. Watching him being dragged underneath the oil. Quiet came soon after. It was their greatest trick and it have worked. The feasters vanishes due to the sunrise. While James sunk below to the abyss. He died alone.

Alone... Is his weakness.

James doesn't remember his family.. Nor he does to this day. James doesn't even remember his own name.. Or his own backstory... He forgotten a lot... To the point he thought he was created inside a oil factory... Which is why his thoughts were close to being true... But a lot of story led the team astray from the last remaining puzzle...