I didn't say a word but traced the sound downward to the fifth floor as I heard the cry of the little child I heard earlier.
I stopped, then hid behind a wall as I looked downward from the stairs then saw a man laid dead on the floor and a little child of about seven years based on how I esteemed, mourning beside him, with his head on the dead man's body.
I walked down without making a sound as I moved close to him cautiously.
The boy never said a word to me but kept his eyes fixed on the dead man's body.
"Hello," I tried to have his attention but what I got in return was silence as the mourning ceased.
"Hello," I said once more then touched the young boy on his shoulder as he turned backward towards me.
I was frightened by the speed at which he turned with the red brown and gold al
