[im on my phone so this will have MANY typos and barely any capital letters]
24 years later (1999):
laydon woke up screaming
"laydon, sweeties, its okay," said his grandmother on his mothers side. the grandmother he lived with. she rubbed his back. "its all gone. the monsters arent here anymore."
he still sobbed. it was 7 months after 'the accident' as his grandparents called it. he was only 5. his father and mother were both dead.
"we're still here" his grandfather said gruffly. "its alright. no one, nothing is going to get you."
the nightmares were the same. his father yelling at him to run, his mothers voice singing to him softly. he was always alone though; always running for his life.
soon though he fell back asleep. his grandparents left him.
"do you think he'll be like his dad?" his grandfather asked.
"of course he will," his grandmother replied. "their blood breeds true. but i think he'll be extraordinary."
"he is after all our daughter son." his grandfather smiled. "i just dont want it to take him over like it did his father."
"it wont," his grandmother prayed. "it wont."
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