Did I care? Not really, they were rubbish parents after all. But that whole night while I lay there, an aching hole in my heart burned. I realized after this I would go to an orphanage. Crap. I sigh and try to sleep, I check the clock and realize that it's past two. I sit down and almost instantly fall away into my dreams.

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I wake up. Someone was in the room, I heard them. I Lie there still as possible, keeping my breath even as possible. He's behind me, I hear his breathing. I open my eyes knowing he can't see them. I learned how to fake sleep from a movie. I used it too.

"I know you're awake Liam."

I'm lost for words, I turn to see James three meters ahead of me.

"How did you get here James?" I ask him completely taken of guard.

He grins madly, yup, he's totally losing it. "My lawyer you doofus! He got me out of it, anyways...." He takes a step forward. "I have some unfinished business to attend to, remember what I said?"

"That you would rip my head off?" I ask wearily

"It's time to kill you Liam, you are good as dead. When I'm done with you, il be selling your head on EBay! He shouted louder then necesary "I went to your house looking for you Liam..." He continued

I gasp "you killed my parents!!!"

"No, when I got there your house was burned down. Then I came here to kill you."

He starts forward, I sit helpless on the stretcher. I attempt to get up but my shoulder hadn't healed completely and I'm forced back down. James reaches across the stretcher and grips my throat and top of my head and starts to pull. He's nowhere strong enough to do it and he realizes it. Then he grins, he reaches across the stretcher and pushes down on the knife wound.

I start to scream. He continues to apply pressure, then he stops and leaves me withering in pain. He walks around the stretcher to the side of my injured shoulder. He punches it, my screams pierce the silent night. Someone bangs on the door, James locked it. More pounding, more punching and more screams. Right when I think I've reached my limit, I let one more scream go. Then everything goes black.

Darkness. That's the first thing I see. I feel wet, I'm soaked. Like I took swim in the ocean. The water drips down my legs into a puddle below. It's too dark too see.

I hear a scream. I panic, I scramble to get away from whatever is coming. I run and run, trying to get away, the screams increase. All around me, I hear the sound of fighting, screams of pain. The stench of death nearly knocks me over.

I keep sprinting, I never want to stop. Howls of rage follow now, the battle in the darkness being fought, the victors howl their delight. Now they hunt me. The screams are still there. Darkness. Screams. Death.

I can't outrun it, already I feel tired. I trip on something, I scramble up. And keep running, trying to forget what I just saw. A body. I hear sirens in the distance, the distant wail of misery. Then I hear the whispers.

"Stop..."

"You are worthless."

"Little child..."

"A death for a death..."

I don't understand, I fall to my knees and cover my ears. The screams. The howls, the sirens. Everything is quiet.

"You should be dead."

"Lie over and die."

"No... No no no NOO!" I wail, I'm confused, petrified.

"Yes, wait for us, you have killed and deserve to be killed."

I never killed...

"You have wronged him."

"He deserved life."

"You miserable child..."

The voices now overwhelm me. Thousands of them, whispering my every weakness. My hope. My desires.

"Death..."

"You feel cold..."

"Why did you do it?"

"You want a family. You know you'll never get one..."

"You want to escape, escape this wretched land. Leave this place and find a new one. Then go, they'll kill you for killing him."

"I never killed anyone." I say.

"Yes, you just did."

Then as if a spotlight turned on, I can see, I look down at myself, I shudder on the floor, no, not soaked in water... In blood. A trail of blood is behind me, a pool below me, I look down to see my reflection, it's red like a devil.

"Now go and never come back. Sorcerer..."

Socerer?

"GO!"

"Where am I?"

"You need not that knowledge."

"Yes, leave."

"Go little child."

"Feel fear. Fight it."

"Wimp."

"Coward."

"Go, before we make you."

And like that, I rise to the land of light.