∘₊✧─────────────────────────────────────────✧₊∘ Her heart raced as she gazed around the horrifying scene. The once vibrant yellow raincoat was now covered in bright crimson blood. The air was thick with the odor of decay, and her eyes darted anxiously between the lifeless children and an enigmatic figure standing just a few steps away. Tears welled up in her almond-shaped eyes as her breath caught in her throat, momentarily stunned by the gruesome sight before her. She managed to speak, her voice slightly unsteady, "Who... Who are you?" ∘₊✧─────────────────────────────────────────✧₊∘ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ None of these photos are mine. All rights reserved. Warning the first few chapters are short and a tad cringe, please give my story a chance. The story contains abuse, alcoholism, graphic injuries, blood, suicide, strong language, mature content, kidnapping, self-harm.