The floorboards creaked as a man walked across the broken floor. He despised this place filled with laughter and songs. He scoffed. No one knew where those children were. Yet. He was here to take revenge once again, since the dead children haunted his dreams and his waking life. His thoughts became clouded with bloodthirsty thoughts. Those children weren't gone yet. After he dealt with those horid robots, he would be free. Free to slaughter anyone who dared to ruin his plans. His first target would be his 'dear' parents.