Night had settled in, engulfing the whole neighborhood into darkness. Inside the room, a tiny ray of moonlight was peeking from the window and fell on the faces of the sleeping children. They were all lying on a series of long beds, each bed carrying three to four kids. The beds were cramped together, making the place crowded. Some of the children were sweating in their sleep; the meager air from the fans was not enough for thirty or so kids but they were used to it.
The children were fast asleep. Some were rolling while others were still. The girls slept on one side while the boys on the opposite side. They were between five to ten years old who lived in the orphanage situated in the southeast part of the city. The clock ticked at 2 AM when one of the children stirred.
