*in Home Sweet Home Liza quite recently. Everything was... difficult, especially when you were orphaned. It was difficult to communicate with other children, and adults behaved strangely. Everything is so unfair!

Liza couldn't sleep. Crumpling the blanket, they lay in bed, in an empty room with creaky floors and fake windows.

And this strange boy under the bed...

Liza could hear him moving, making quiet metallic clicks every time. It wasn't the main cause of Liza's insomnia, but it was definitely one of them. And now he began tapping his thin metal claws on the floor, as if expecting something.

"Are you just going to ignore me?"

A sudden child's voice under the bed made Liza flinch and freeze. He had never spoken before... Liza turned over and shuddered again, this time not from what they heard, but from what they saw.

The boy sat on the opposite bed, swinging his legs. Looks about nine years old. But God... what was wrong with him? He looked so fake. What caught Liza's eyes was his disproportionately large and long metal arm with long thin claws. Did it make that clicking sound?

"my eyes are higher."

Face... more precisely, a mask with a wide smile, revealing yellowed teeth, and empty eye sockets. Black hair was glued to the head with paper clips. In front of Liza was anything, but definitely not a person.*