"Why? Why me?" Pant, pant… "stupid family…! They don't remember me… they won't care."
A sweat drop run along his cheek.
"Need… to… find… them… don't remember… but they will."
A grin spreads across his face, an insane twisted grin.
"Why me?"
"Need to find someone… someone that cares… are there any…?"
He sits in his attic looking through picture of his family…
His happy little family...
But where are they now...?
Not here... not for very long...
"They will remember… I'll make sure of that…!"
A sharp shine knife in his hand…
"Oh they will..."
He stood up, the night was young...
A wolf cries to the moon...