Chapter 2: The Dark Room

One man, dark room, no sign of life around. The man gazes blankly into darkness before feeling a cold sensation surrounding his bare skin. The man did not reacted towards to the constant touching he felt crawling up his back. Whaling screams were heard as figure of light reached their pale hands towards the man. The man still didn't showed any reaction.

"Why did you do it? Why did you kill us? You MONSTER!!!" their screams continued to cry out, but to no avail.

The man only smirked as he watches all the lost souls he slaughtered within his pervious life. As they howled in and sorrow, the man chuckled and laughed in amusement.

"You seemed to be having quite a lot of fun for a Filthy Sinner." a low voice echoed inside the man's ears.

"Whose said that?" there was no response but a dark chuckle.

A dark silhouette appeared within the man's sight before the sound of howling and groaning of tortured souls became into silence, leaving the man the new darkness that emerged before him.

The man felt his eyelids usually heavy, he slowly opened his as he wasn't inside the dark room anymore. Instead, he was in some sort of bedroom. The walls and ceiling were made of wood, however, within those walls were some kind of wooden fence surrounding him from all sides.

'How strange? Am I dreaming? What is this place? Why can't I move my body?' he thought to himself as he struggled to lift his hand.

However, the only hand he saw, were the one that seemed to belonged to a baby.

'Huh?! What's this?!'