Blanket's POV

I woke up in this dark and smelly room. It smelled like sweat and throw up. There was this dim light hanging above my head that mad everything else around me dark. I felt something dripping down my forehead, but my hands were tied up so I couldn't wipe it off.

I really don't remember what happene. All I remember was playing in my room, my dad downstairs watching tv, and my sister probably taking a nap. I needed to go the restroom, so I went.

' Now I remember. When I came out there was a man sitting on my bed wearing a dog mask. But who was we?'

My thoughts were interupted when I heard the door open and close with a loud thud. I hears shoes clicking, walking towards me, but I couldn't tell if he was in front of me, or a fair distance away.

"Hello little Blanket. My have you grown since the last time I've seen you." his voice was deep.

I looked up. "How do you know me?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry let me remove this mask." he then stepped into the light and proceeded to take off his mask.

Oh... My... God.

It was Conrad Murray.