The children of a lovely neighborhood in Denver attended a school named Evergreen High. They lived normal lives and it was a good school to attend. But they started going missing, one by one, at any time of the day, mostly night.

     "Brandon hasn't come home, officer!"

   "My little ballerina hasn't been seen for a year now!"

     "My star pianist went missing and you're not putting in any effort!"
     Each parent gave evidence of an organ left behind in the children's bedroom with the same note stating:

5 poison, 6 poison, 7 poison, 8,
All their apologies are too late!

      The parents were furious and never once left the police alone for an entire year after it had begun. The police interviewed the remaining three students that went to this school; Ella Vice, Hellen Noche and Edison Harrison. The two girls stated that they were busy being good students and scoring in their academic while the only boy left said nothing but "Like bullets and grenades, this is only a small matter but it made such a huge impact. What are you going to do about it?" before staying silent and hugging his teddy bear.

   Ella went missing the next day, followed by Hellen then Edison. Their organs appearing in their bedrooms with the notes:

You aren't very good at Hide and Seek or Tag

     The police weren't suspecting children to commit crimes and they did one last arial search and found a blood trail that led to an abandoned house, rusty and about to collapse. They landed nearby and knocked down the door, expecting nothing only to have a surprise: all the missing kids and teachers, they were here. Dead.

  They were sewn into dolls with different, colourful costumes and paper masks with a bloodied smile painted on. On a circular table was a golden music box playing a beautiful melody but surrounded by adults that seem to carve out a happy family at dinner. The police were confused but horrified at the thought someone could be so twisted that they could do this. 

     "Check the upstairs," one of them said, "we'll scout the bottom floor."

     And they dispersed in groups like pollen from a flower. They went to the top floor after seeing a small birthday party surrounded by more human dolls and a small piece of cake was left in the middle of a pentagram which the dolls are surrounding. 

     "Who the shit did this...?"

     To the police's greatest surprise, they found more organs in jars stacked neatly on shelves with labels of who they used to belong to but who was in the middle of it with his little teddy bear, bloodied knife and gruesome smile surprised them the most. 

     "You found me~!" Edison giggled as he sat next to the dolls made out of Ella and Hellen. "Now you're it!" He clapped and dropped the knife, smiling with a twisted mind. 

     The police hesistantly and slowly cornered him and cuffed his little hands behind his back with him laughing and willingly taken away. Who knew a six year old could commit such a large scale massacre in secret? 

     Psychiatrists performed a check up and MRI on him and said he had a few mental disorders; Schizophrenia, Frontotemporal dementia, post traumatic stress disorder, sociopathacy etc. He was chained up in a room in the psychiatrist unit of the hospital and the door remained locked until his parents came. 

     The doctor suggested to go easy on him and not go into details of prison sentences and juvenile prison. They nodded and head in. Edison immediately stood up happily and his grin was as wide as his open arms but his eyes and expression was as dull as the void that filled his heart. "Mommy~! Daddy~! Are you proud of me~?! I serve justice like a cop~!"

     His parents were terrified but stayed where they were at the door. "What do you mean 'proud'?!" his mother shouted with tears in her eyes. "You've ashamed our family name and there is no school that would ever want you! And why did they find drugs, alcohol and deadly weapons inside that house?!"

  "Jane..." his father tried to voice out but his wife was too mad to be consulted. 

      Edison just started blankly but slowly trembled and smiled. "I knew you would have said that, mother. Is that why Ivory died? Because of the disappointment that crushed her or the missing heart that I took and worked on for so long just to make it beat again?! Why did you take my sister away from me, you monster?!" he shouted as his eyes grew dark as he held a knife. "ANSWER ME!"

     The doctor quickly got the two adults out and locked the door again. It wasn't long before they heard chains snapping from inside and loud banging from the other side of the door. "What did you say?!" the doctor asked.

   "What I normally say to him!" Jane replied.

     "LOOK AT THESE SCARS! DON'T YOU LOVE HOW THEY BLEED EVERY TIME YOU OPEN THEM, MOM?! DON'T YOU LOVE IT WHEN YOU GIVE ME MORE?! I DON'T THINK I HAVE THE SPACE, MOMMY!" Edison shouted from inside angrily with tears in his eyes, feeling the sea of disappointment and abuse slowly drag him down and drown him.

–To be continued–
And note this is a draft.