Everette doesn't know how long it has been since he was taken from Kayden, he doesn't know where he is, no one tells him anything here and Everette doesn't bother to ask. The first time they had brought him to this place, whoever they were whatever this place was, they had been quiet, they did not say anything to him and just led him to a room with white walls, he was alone.
Everette had sat there quietly, hoping- praying that Kayden or Bryson would come and take him away, he felt so scared, more scared than those times when Father would call him into his study to get punished. He sat on the sofa-which was also white and hugged his knees to himself, he closed his eyes and tried to imagine himself somewhere else, somewhere safe with Kayden and Clare and all his stuffies, he just wanted to go home.
The door opened, Everette didn't look up as they walked into the room, he didn't look up when the starngers came to a stop in front of him. He just stared at a spot on the floor.
