New York, 2023.
Richard Parker woke up in the midnight with a scream. He went to the room and saw his father, bleeding. His mother was bleeding, too, but she was still alive. He saw the broken wall.
"Richard?"
The boy was crying.
"Mom? What happened? Dad...is he..."
"Don't look, son. Just...call the police. Everything is going to be...fine...i swear"
Felicia was lying, and she knew it.
When the police arrived, both his parents were dead. He was in his room. A man entered the room and looked at him.
"Hello, Richard."
"Who killed my parents?"
"We don't know yet. Richard, my name is Miles. Your father was...one of my oldest friends. They are considering taking you to an orphanage, but if you want...you can come with me. I talked to my wife, and she agreed with me. We can adopt you."
Richard looked at the man, and started crying. Miles hugged him.
"Why? Why is this happening?"
Miles couldn't say nothing. Sometimes, the silence is more comforting than any word.