null • Ray

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"What do I do?! I got separated from Nayla in the forest!!" Mark wails to mama, crying hysterically in her arms. I wonder what's happened today -- in a house filled with kids, there would always be commotion everywhere. Someone's always crying, or angry at eachother. It's nice knowing that I'll be out of here soon, the outside world awaits me.

Mama went to the forest to deal with this whole debacle, but in the corner of my eye -- Norman and Emma are... They seem off putted by something, I'm not sure. A look of horror is evident in their facial features, which kind of worries me. I'm not going to ask them directly, obviously. I'm just gonna ask someone close to them that might know what's happened; Ray.

I look at Ray who's sitting below a tree, flipping the pages of a certain book. He seems to be engrossed in the book, and I feel almost guilty to bother him. But, I'm also concerned for Emma and Norman.

"Ray, don't you feel like something's off with Emma and Norman?" I asked as I sat besides ray, looking over at his book, and his face.

He turns his gaze away from his book to face me directly. He then unexpectedly chuckles, looking as if he doesn't have a care in the world. "I don't know, mama probably scolded them or something. I'm sure they're fine," He says, making me raise a brow.

He's raising my suspicions, I'm sure he's hiding something. But I can't figure out how, it's... It's almost as if he's done it his whole life, that it's so natural. There's no way that he doesn't feel concerned about them, he's too aloof.

"Look, I'll just tell you if they tell me what's bugging them out. You don't need to worry too much," He says as he puts a hand on my shoulder, a smile painting his face. "You know, you could read this book with me instead of worrying too much."

After a few hours, Ray leaves to go in to the forest. Both of us saw Emma and Norman running there, and that seemed to pique his interest. He gives me a quick goodbye as he runs in to the forest, stealthily running torwards Norman and Emma.

For some reason, I feel like Ray's being kind of... Suspicious, as always. I don't know, I'm trying to find an excuse to tail him and see what's going on -- call me nosy all you want, atleast I know what's going on while you don't.

Can't believe I'm hiding in a bush and listening to their conversation, this is so out of character for me. "What happened at the gate?" Ray asks, as he puts both Emma and Norman in a chokehold.

"It was clear as day to see that something was up from your expressions that night! To top it off, you both came back empty-handed even though you said you didn't make it in time!" Gee, I can't believe I can see him being this aggressive in real time. "You're as sharp as ever!" Norman says, obviously trying to not spill the beans. "You ain't gonna tell me nothing happened, spit it out!" Ray snaps back as he tightens his chokehold on Emma and Norman.

Norman sighs and finally gives in to Ray. "Could you... Help us out?"

--

No... No- this can't be true. Everything about the orphanage is a lie, we're being harvested? I can't believe this. I'm so dizzy I might just puke, bloody hell! No, no this isn't true. I want to faint here, but I can't risk being caught. That'll be more embarrassing, because my ego is more important than this whole thing.

I can't believe this... The wind feels so hard now that I'm running, and I don't even know why I'm crying. I've always wondered what my purpose in this world was for, only to find out that I was made to serve as food. I don't have any dignity anymore, it's almost as if I didn't have a consciousness... Demons, demons. I'm gonna be demon food, and that's all I'm good for.

I feel so nauseous, I can't look at anyone. Everyone here is food, mama is selling us to these people... Everything is a lie, the world is pure evil. This has got to be a huge joke -- no way! There's no way Norman would lie about something like this... I'm going to die here, I'm going to die... Everyone around be is gonna die, and I know they will. But I didn't think that we were gonna die just to be demon food!

This... This is disturbing, I couldn't have imagined this. Ever. "Y/n! Why are you running? Are you okay?" Don yells out, but I can't care enough to answer him. All I care about is running in the house, and curling up to a ball in the bathroom. I want to puke, I can't do this anymore. All of my siblings are dead, and soon it's going to be me.

The clicks of the doors are rough, because I'm obviously in a rush. Gotta lock the bathroom, lock, lock, lock! Finally, I got it. It's locked.

I can't believe I had to find about it like this, I'd rather just die without finding out about this... Now I'm slumping on the bathroom wall, thinking about my whole life. No, no, this can't be how I die. I'd rather hang myself rather than die as demon food -- yeah! Maybe, I should hang myself. That's better than being food, right?

--

It's been 3 days. I've calmed down, and mama's called us down. A new sibling is introduced, along with another adult. I feel disgusted. That child is born only to be food, and that adult... Sister krone -- she's aware of everything going on. Painfully aware.

I can't do this anymore, this is too much for me.

--

As I sweeped the dining room's floor, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I shudder at you sudden touch, and turned around only to find out that it was Ray. Seems like he's finished doing his dishes, why would he come up to me like this?

"Y/n." His voice was stern, and his expression unreadable. He looks like he's trying to pick a fight, if I gotta be honest.

"What's wrong, Ray?" I tried to read his expressions, but it was to no avail. He seems quite serious, though.

He takes a second before speaking up, staring down at the floor before staring back up to me again. "You know something, don't you?"