Prologue
Warm crimson dripped sickeningly from the slicked blade of the weapon held aloof in the boy's trembling white-knuckled grip, what little was free of the viscous substance gleamed threateningly in the moonlight. The same ghastly red was pooling at his feet from a heavily mutilated body, terrified gurgles no longer rumbling desperately from its throat – those pathetic attempts at gripping to a fading pulse had ceased just a moment ago.
The boy was breathing heavily, his pale face flecked with blood that had reached up and through his snowy shock of hair, staining scarlet streaks. His turquoise eyes were bright and excited as they stared down at the corpse, a twisted smile playing at his lips.
"I told you to run." He all but sneered at the dead girl, a silent scream still ghosting around her mouth, face still contorted into a crude mixture of shock and terror. "You never listen, you've never listened." Turning his back he slung the axe lazily over his shoulder, as though it were merely a toy. "See you later, Momo." An insane laugh ripped from his throat as he stalked back up the corridor into the shadows cast by the moon.
Her once gentle, doe-brown eyes stared without seeing after him. Where half an hour previously they were shinning and full of life, at that moment they were cold and dull, fixed unblinkingly to a point in the distance.
Lily Mill Orphanage child administrative records
Name of child: Toshiro (Unknown last name)
Gender: Male
Age: Young teenage (exact age unknown)
D.O.B: Unknown
Place of birth: Unknown
Names of parents/guardian: Unknown
I certify that Toshiro is in a fit state of health to be received into the care if Lily Mill Orphanage.
Notes: Little is known about the boy and he refuses to speak of what happened and the difficult situation surrounding him, we thought it best to not pry or push too much as he may withdraw further.
He was brought to the Orphanage by the hospital after it was discovered this his parents had died in the inferno that he himself was found at the site – having escaped the blaze with only minor injuries.
Police looked into the incident but found no evidence of any foul play, which is good for the boy as it means no stressful intervention is needed by them.
Progression notes: He prefers to keep to himself, avoiding correspondence with the other children as much as possible. While this is not an unusual behaviour, in most other cases it lessens and disappears after a while, however Toshiro still displays severe apathetic behaviour almost eight months after his admittance here, even going as far as extending this concerning behaviour to Adoption Days.
Not only this, but perhaps even more alarmingly, I've had several of the other younger children come to me shaking with tall tales of how he's frightened them, one in particular sticks with me and unnerves even myself.
"He watches us but he doesn't move or talk or smile and there's something about his eyes that feels heavy and suffocating but cold as well, like ... like he's ... planning something horrible, or-."
The young boy who came to me and sobbed those words became unintelligible soon after and anything else he said I didn't quite catch. It did seem however, that after that occurrence, a general feeling of uneasiness surrounded the other children, they adopted several anxiety issues and the one boy who had come forward with those damning words began suffering terrible night terrors.
I am not sure these events are linked in any way to Toshiro, however it cannot hurt to throw caution to the wind and monitor him more closely.
