A young boy... An orphan boy, so young, just 14 years old, barely a teenager was wrongfully accused of a horrible murder he did not commit! No one listened to him plead his innocence. He's sent to Torrance... A psychiatric hospital... Everyone is so sure he's lying about being innocent. He was the only one there, the only one who lived... It had to be him!!

For years they pumped him full of chemicals and did all sorts of tests to correct what was wrong in his head... He was tortured with electro shock and left bound in a small padded room. But still no one would listen to him, they all knew it was him.

The twisted doctors started to think it was a game... To see who could make him scream and cry the most. They'd amuse themselves with the torture and found it funny watching him twitch and froth at the mouth while spending so much time on the electro shock table.

The doctors shared their stories with each other and it became competition to them... Trying different techniques to make him pay for what they all thought he did. He was an orphan... Who would really care about him???

They would push him to his breaking point almost everyday. They hated him for what he did... For killing all those people and children... The orphanage had to shut down for good after everything he had done...

They found him cowering in a cupboard... The two adults that ran the orphanage their throats cut and left to die... The other children... either stabbed many times or just like the adults had their throats brutally ripped open by what appeared to be a dull serrated knife...

The doctors knew they could get away with it all... No one cared about this little boy... The whole community hated him and thought he should die for what he had done... But Pennsylvania is not a state that allows the death sentence. So they thought they could correct him... Make him fit for society again... "What could drive a sane person mad should make a mad person sane again" was the public view... The doctors played on that and didn't care, they just continued their game. They knew he did it... He must have... They wanted him to feel what he had done!!!

One late night, after getting into a fight with his wife... The doctor went off to work as usual... This time he was angry and needed to get it out... He was working the graveyard shift at Torrance that night and he knew what would help him... He dragged the little boy from his cell into to electro shock room... Layed him on the table and strapped him in tight. The boy screaming... The doctor didn't care. He enjoyed this... He's able to torture this poor little boy and make himself feel better... What a release...

When he was done he threw the boy back into his room... The doctor, to help with the late nights, had a small canister of vodka he kept in his pocket. He started to drink... He was so out of it that he couldn't think... Did he lock the boys cell?? Did he bound him to his bed?? He had so much on his mind and would rather drink away the rest of his thoughts then worry about it. No one's ever escaped this place anyway.... So he continued to drink...

The boy... Laying there in pain notices he's not strapped in his bed... Confused and deranged from being tortured so much that night... He sits up and looks around his room... He has flashbacks of pain from torturing and flash backs of what really happened that dark dark night... He cowers for a while under his sheets scared of what might happen if he's caught not in his bed...

After a while he gains a little courage and looks around his room... Nothing is going on, no noise from outside his door... He gets up and walks slowly to the door... He can't reach the window so he grabs the small chair that was in his room, climbs onto it and peers out the small window... Nothing... Nothing at all is going on outside his room. He goes to jump off and slips... Hitting the door handle on the way down. He bumped it and he hears the latch release... The curiosity of a small boy comes out and he tries to open the door. It opens...

Scared for his life, he hesitated for a moment then opened the door just enough to sneak his head out so he can look down the hallway. Even more nothing... Absolute silence... He sees another door far down the hall with a large exit sign over it... He slowly opened the door to his cell and stepped out...

The doctor, passed out from drinking too much is asleep in his office, not paying attention to any of the monitors that watch the hallways...

The boy sneaked slowly down the hall expecting something to happen... Quivering and still in pain he soon reached the door... So long had this poor boy been locked inside... Through the window and in the dim light of the moon he could see trees and a pathway in the distance... He tried the handle... It opens... So cautious, he tried not to make a sound as he opened the door to step outside...

For the first time in years... He got a chance to smell fresh air... As soon as his whole body got beyond the door he just couldn't help but run towards the darkness amongst the trees... He ran along the path until he could see no more light around him... He reached a tall rusty gate surrounded by a large stone wall that looked like it went on forever in either direction.

Feeling a bit braver he started to climb over the gate... He reached the top... It was a long way down but after all the pain he had been through, falling that far would be nothing... He jumped and landed on the ground nearly breaking his legs... He layed there for a moment while he caught his breath... Then got up... Looked into the darkness to see nothing but a huge forest in front of him... He ran towards it, anywhere was better then where he was...
He's heading for freedom... Heading for Livermore.

After some time... Exhausted from running the small boy found a cave... He crawled inside to rest. Sitting there inside the dark he started to mumble to himself... Driven a bit insane from the torture... It was nothing but nonsense... Not forming any real words but seemed to be talking to himself. So paranoid he freaks out when he hears any noise... A large rustle and a crack in the distance made him jump up, knocking his head on the rocks above him...

Laying there in pain he came to and looked up to see shadows with glowing eyes moving towards him... Frozen with fear thinking that the doctors or towns people had found him... he couldn't move, he could only watch as they moved slowly towards him. The shadows moved closer... Creeping closer and closer, like a large cat sneaking up on it prey... The sound... He'll never forget it...

The rustle of the leaves and crackle of breaking twigs on the forest floor... Closer and closer the sounds got... His vision blurred so bad from the pain of hitting his head he couldn't tell how fast they were coming towards him... Soon the shadows are on top of him... A swarm of figures hissing strange words to each other... Paralyzed with pain and fear he couldn't move at all or even make a sound... They grabbed him... More pain went through his body.. He tried so hard to fight back... But so frozen with fear and in so much pain he was helpless... His body gave up on him and he passed out from horror of it all... They lifted him up and carried him off into the darkness..............