A long time ago, an undead strayed from the path. Looking for a victim, he made it through the dark. He walked across the forests, tainting in his wake. And came across an orphenage, he took the bait. The children laughed and played, in the morning sun. Little did they know, the undead was a-coming. The monster made his move, his skin was much flayed. He cut the little children. One by one. The matron came to see, a downfall of the glee. She too was cut up. Dun dun dun. Now the little children, and their matron too. Haunt the olden orphenage. Boo, hoo. Hoo. Help us. —————-