All Saints Orphanage was beginning to get over-crowded with children. The crowd was beginning to irritate Rogers. He hated all the children, in fact he hated everybody. All he really wanted to do was to take his time and annihilate them all one by one.
What was happening to the world? He thought. why are parents suddenly becoming very incapable of taking care of their own kids? Maybe they were dying at child birth. He wondered what was killing them, which was why he was born into the world; to do what he loved doing most, kill people. Whatever was killing them out there should wait for him to get out of this cage so that he could give it a helping hand.
Rogers had been very patient for the past nineteen years, going through much efforts not to allow himself to get out of control and tea
