077: Little Johnny

"Hey, kiddo, are you lost or something?" An elderly woman making use of her aid stick asked the toddler who was staring around him like he was possessed or something. He was in rags, barefooted, and had dirt stains over his face.

"Hey!" She called out to him once more and he immediately snapped his head in her direction like he was possessed or something.

"Jeepers! You scared the living daylights out of me!" She exclaimed before bursting into laughter and nearing his side because he had paused walking.

"Now tell me, are you lost?"

He hesitated before nodding in a calculative pattern.

"Do you remember anything? Your mom's phone number or something?"

He shook his head this time before switching his eyes to depressing black and accessing her body. Her heart wasn't vibrant like that of a young person, but it didn't seem as bad as the last one.

"It's cold out here and late too, maybe I should take you home with me and clean you up nicely before calling the police. What do you think?" The
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