I didn’t find Uno in the living room, so I walked through our rooms. His room was widely opened but he’s not inside. I couldn’t hear a water running from his shower room either. Where was he then?
I continued walking and into my room, my eyes instantly found him, and I am relieved when I saw him sitting on my bed, legs crisscrossed and a sketchbook on his lap. He was so into whatever it was he was sketching that he didn’t hear me entered the room.
I took a few steps toward him until I was closed enough to see his drawing. In the corner of the page was a boy sitting curled in on himself as a dark figure hovered above. The dark figure, which could only be described as some sort of monster, or a demon, has its hand stretched out toward the boy. It seemed to be using a power to hurt the boy, or steal something from him. I imagined that monster as Kate.