"Mama! Mama!" He reached out for his mother, screaming and begging for her to save him. The men in the masks had snuck into his bedroom in the middle of the night and tried to drag him away. He fought against them with all of his might but they wouldn't release him. His mother stood on the front porch and watched as her child was taken. 

He screamed until his throat was sore and struggled against their arms until his small body had gone weak. He was only seven and he just wanted to go home. He was thrown into a vehicle and taken away despite his best efforts. He wanted his mother. The men spoke to each other, addressing him only as the target and that scared him more than anything. 

They drove through the night and wouldn't answer any of his questions until they arrived at a giant grey building in the countryside. Vines grew up the front and he found himself thinking that he could climb up them if he tried. He was lead into the front door - gaping at how pretty the glass was - and ushered upstairs by an older man that had somehow showed up at his side. He was scared but at the same time he was completely amazed by his surroundings. 

He was nudged into a room where another boy was sitting and left with him. He sat down on one of the beds and stared at the wall. Someone would have to tell him something eventually.

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