Inside a large void filled with darkness and not a single source of light, a boy sat in a prison cell, lost in thoughts, but they weren't actually his thoughts. He had been seeing different things, things related to his past life but he doesn't remember doing them, and it was slowly driving him mad.
"No! Did... i kill those people?" Henry asked with an horrified expression, as he stared at his shaking hands. Infact his entire body was shaking like someone who was on narcotics and didn't get their dose on time.
His eyes were mad and red, staring into nothing but pure darkness and small strands of his hair seemed to be laying on the ground, he had ripped them out himself.
"Ahhh! I... i can't. There are so many horrible things I've done," he muttered and clutched unto his head. He was really losing his mind and it was a very sad scene.
