The boy ran to the basement’s door. There was no escape. He had to go there and hide immediately or let the monster take his body and his soul. In both ways, he will be in that basement. The difference is that Ethan will be dead or alive. The boy went into that room and closed the door. The same sly view came to him. Cold room and dead kid’s bodies in front of his eyes. He couldn’t tell anyone about his dreams and especially about this place because the psychiatric hospital had this name with a reason, and he was that reason. Ethan went to lay down under someone’s bed with a dead body in it. After a few seconds later Ethan’s biggest nightmare came in.
“Where are you, little boy?’’ – the monster said. – “I will find you’’
He was laying under the bed and for the first time in his lifetime, he was praying. The boy didn’t want to die. Now, more than anything he wanted to be alive. Someone grabbed his leg and pulled it out from under the bed. “That’s it. This is my end.’’