"Even though he finally found a name, there was no one around to call him by it. Johann was such a wonderful name, too."
Johann. He liked the sound of that name….
The normal boy had been found in critical condition in an abandoned shack. After he healed, he was assumed to be an orphan after the hospital officials couldn't find any information about his family. He was sent to 511 Kinderheim, an orphanage in Munich, Germany. After the first day there, he discovered that he was far from normal.
"Its past curfew, why aren't you in bed yet?"
No answer
"I'm asking you a question."
No answer
"Answer me!"
No answer
"I'll give you three seconds to come up with an answer."
No answer
"1…2…3"
No answer
"If you don't say something this second, I'll-
"You'll do what? Kill me?"
"I'll-
"I'd like to see you try."
"Excuse me, what did you say?"
"I said I'd like to see you try. I'm quite sure you heard me the first time."
"You dare talk back to me? The truth is I never liked you. You're just a-
Bang.
"I'm just a what? Say that again."
The boy stared into the women's eyes; a scene began to form.
The sky was dark without a single cloud, and the ground was just a flat piece of nothingness that extended infinitely in all directions. A few dead trees and shrubbery dotted the area.
The women's eyes widened as she had just realized what was in front of her.
"Y-You're a monster!"
Bang.
"I'm sorry. I didn't quite hear it the first time. Would you say it again?"
Her eyes still wide, she managed to utter two more words before the world around her faded to black, never to become white again.
"A-a-monster….."
The boy began down a long hallway, so long that the other end wasn't visible. The walls on both sides were colored red from all the blood that had been spilled there, and the carpet was covered with red camellias.