'Lolly, my Princess. We are playing hide and seek with Uncle Solo so let's hide here…" the mother spoke to the seven-year-old Lolly, but before she could take her to the library;
The loud sound came again and all she saw was the other elder, slowly falling on his knees. Now he was not asking any questions.
He shot him and laughed, dancing to the screams that were filling the room. It seemed to be music to his ears.
Lolly's mother's hand shook as they held her shoulders.
'Why is uncle Solo killing everyone?' As young as she was, she knew this was not a game. It was not a hide-and-seek game her mum wanted to lie to her about.
She knew they were being killed by her uncle. The man who usually came home to play with her when her parents were not around.
He bought her gifts and some food. He would come home and he'd look through her dad's library.
