Chapter 1: WATCHER

There are no lights in this room, I guess I'm seeing in the dark. In the middle of the room is a little girl. She's crying. I feel the sinister air around her. I approach her, slowly from the back. I look on the floor, random scribbles are there. Etched in blood. Her blood. She doesn't seem to be like the others within this facility, so why is she here. I walk in front of her and lower my hand to her mouth. Then I pull up her head to face me, I feel the fright in her since she didn't know I was there. I turn on my inner light. Brightening the room. It's not overly blinding bright, just a shade of green. She's still crying, I proceed to pat her head, her eyes are empty, yet I feel her emotions, fear, pain, bloodlust, and hatred. I pick her up, princess carry, she stops crying. She seems confused by me. I wonder if it's because I'm not creeped out by her crying noises when her mouth isn't open and no tears are coming from her eyes. I suppose the greatest reason I'm not afraid would be because I can see a being's soul, and her soul was crying so hard that It affected reality. I pat her back like I would a child, she bursts out crying, clinging to me. I just stand there. Waiting as she throws out her emotions and releases them.