POV
Evanne
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Evannnee Happy birthday to you!” A soft beautiful voice rang throughout the house.
I looked around realizing that I was inside a cabin. A small child sat on a high chair, with a tall woman laden in all white standing next to her, singing happy birthday. The child looked contented, but sleepy as the woman came closer, pricking a needle into the child’s arm. The child stay emotionless, not even looking at the piece of cake that was in front of her.
“Oh, child. It is okay to eat now.” The woman’s voice came out melodically and hypothetically. The child’s mouth and arms moved but the eyes stayed distant.
“You are just the perfect little specimen,” The woman said, petting the young girl’s hair.
“What the f*
