"A birthday party is such a good way to start my revenge on the Vales and I am sure to make a—lasting impression on them." A mischievous smirk spreading across his lips. He walked out from the living room heading straight for the exit on the right, behind him. He pushed open the door and walked out of the living room, hands in pocket as his steps echoed in the empty hallway.
His gaze falling on the half sided portrait dangling from the wall.
"The old memories," He chuckled, closing the distance between him and the portrait and in an instant, he drew out his index fingers laying it on the little boy's face in the picture."Just wait and see, I will have what was meant to be mine!"
He cackled, scratching off the familiar face from the portrait with his nails, the eerie sound giving him a pleasant ride. He stopped, staring satisfied at the terror he had done to the picture and therefore, continued his stroll until he arrived in a further deep, dark passage.
