"Please, kid. Let us escape tonight, and we will not kill you."

"M-Mircea!" says the other kid, Timmy. "Are you crazy?"

We continue to walk further, with no intention of neither of the three of us stopping. It breaks my heard seeing two of dearest friends being into this situation, and not being able to do anything to escape them from this situation.

"You two... D-Don't talk." I say to these kids, in a different voice.

"Hey!" yells Mircea shocked stopping and looking at me like a person who remembers someone voice. "...You... You sound familiar." Timmy also stops from walking, he looks at me, a bit confused.

"M-Move on!" I say to Mircea in a different voice. "Move on!"

Before they could say anything else, the Big Father comes, and yells at us to not stop from walking further. We are taking the orders of that man and carry on at our task. I lead the way, while Fiona follows me with the woman and the blind man-with-no-arms, and the rider of that carriage carrying the Old man.

When we enter the house, and are going to the stairs leading to the basement, the driver of that carriage goes into the other direction, to the kitchen where he will let him there, and use him to create a recipe or meat. Thankfully, the slaves are not handling the humans cooking, only normal cooking. Which a great thing, because I wouldn't stand to cut open a poor soul of a man and take his organs out then use them at a soup as something naturally for these kinds of creatures in human flesh.

***

After a few minutes of walking, we arrive into the basement. We stop with the hostages in front of five cells where there are inhibited by three people, all males in their 30s (probably) with lots of deformability. Fiona goes to the gate, she opens it with the key she has stored on her necklace, and after she did that, we put the "meta" there. I felt bad for throwing Mircea and Timmy there, but what I can do? I have to play the act, otherwise, everything would be on vain.

Fiona, the rider of the carriage and Big Father leave this area, letting me lock the door with the key Fiona passed to me. After I locked the door, I was about to leave, but then I have a quick look at the prisoners and I see all of them, feeling really agitated, anxious and scared for what will be happening to them. I sigh and continue to leave, keeping all of my emotions inside me, and waiting for the moment I will release them when the big day will come.

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Nine years ago, at the Orphanage, Judah leaves the boy's room number three. He walks down the hallway with a smile on his face, but before he was about to step into the kitchen he hears the door to the entrance of the house getting opened slowly. Judah is looking at the door. Slowly, a kid by his age slowly enters the hallway.

"Hello?" says the kid looking at me, feeling nervous. "A-are you an Orphan? Like me?"

"Hello! First day?" asks Judah toward that kid.

"Y-Yes... My name is Mircea." says the kid coming at Judah, and raising his hand.

"Judah." responds Judah to the kid, and shakes his hand.

As they shook the hands, something weird happened to both of them. It was like a few lightings and thunders have struck the lands. Both of these kids fell has the same experience, but they didn't pay no mind to it and carried on.

"You want to go and eat mashed potatoes?"

"Y-Yes." says Mircea a bit anxious.

"Don't worry, friend. You will be getting used to live here, and you will be living just fine."

"You think so?"

"Yes." says Judah to him with a smile to make the new kid feel safe.

***

Back to the present, I leave the house and go outside, where I will have to clean the blood from the carriage it was used to transport the "stock meats". Thankfully, I will not do this job by myself, and I will have Fiona's help.

As I got there, Fiona was already using a dirty cloth and with a bucket of water to clean the dirty signs of blood that showed the struggle and injury of these captives. Before I was about to take a dirty cloth, Fiona stopped for a brief moment from cleaning, and she tells me.

"Tonight the Big Father will have a meeting with me."

"Huh?" I said because I almost didn't hear it.

"The Big Father Thornosian will have a meeting with me. This might be our chance to get some information out of this bastard." responds Fiona. "If I get the information we need it, we can plan the attack earlier."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"We can also rescue the people from the basement."

"...There is someone there you know?" asks Fiona looking at me.

"Yes... Two best friends from the time I was living at the Orphanage. I-I have to get them out of there. I do not know how, but I had to."

"Don't worry. We will get them out, but everything at their time. Now let's clean this and go to prepare dinner."

I take the dirty cloth, put some water on it and start cleaning the blood marks from the carriage. It was not an easy job, but after a few minutes, we finished this, and after that, we are going to the big house, at the kitchen, to prepare the dishes who will be served at this family.