Grimm POV

I saw Miss Samantha off and watched her drive away into the night. A lot has happened recently and I feel like I've changed considerably more on this night than I have done in all my years. Then again my life hasn’t exactly been very much up at this point. A new chance has fallen into my hands and I won't let this go to waste.

I turn around and the Nun Agatha is behind me, I watch her cautiously. Nothing about her says she's anything more than a sweet old lady, but I've learnt firsthand that first impulses are usually the correct one and my first impulse on her was. Danger.

But now it's ..nothing. Was I wrong? Miss Samantha knew her. I trust her. Why do I trust her? When you’ve been around certain people you can tell what they are like just by looking at them. I don’t mean by appearances alone, the way they feel sets them apart. Miss Samantha was not like that. She felt warm and this woman…I can't feel her at all. We stand there as she watches me and I watch her.

"well then, why don’t I show you your new room Grimm? " she says as she starts walking without waiting for me to respond. I keep up with her and fall in line beside her so I can keep my eye on her.

We walk in silence down the long corridors of the house, this place is large, large enough to get lost completely , I make a mental map of the area's we've vested taking into detail. This place is very well decorated, for housing orphaned children they are surprisingly rich. Where does this money come from?

I'm lead to another corridor these have door numbers ranging from 104 all the way up to 150. We stop at the room at 150 . The head nun stops and turns to me and tells me in a hushed voice

"We have many children here , and you are now one of them. There are many rules of this home of ours and one of them is that there is to be no leaving your designated dorms at night. It's a big place and we don’t want you to get lost now would we dear?"

I just nod my head.

"As you can probably tell this will be your dorm room, for the length of your stay. You will be living with 3 other boys your age, so try to make some friends in the morning, it's been a long day for you I'm sure. So you should get washed up and go to bed. The showers the door on the left when we enter and there should be some clothes in the wardrobe that will fit you. As for what you're wearing.."

She gives me the one over and I'm inwardly embarrassed at how I must look to her.

"Just throw them out dear I assure you that you will find the clothes on the wardrobe much more appealing than…those" she says gesturing at my rags. "Another sister will tell you about the rules here and what is expected of you in the morning." She opens the door and gestures me inside. I look in the door and see only darkness. As my adjust I can make out two bed frames on the right and left side of the room . Three of them are occupied but I can't make out the faces of them right now due to the lack of light. I turn to the empty bed near the window . I guess that’s mine? I turn to Agatha as she reaches to close the door on me.

"Thank you", I say to her. I don't completely trust her but I don’t want to ungrateful for what I've gotten. So I give my sincere thanks.

She stops closing the door and looks at me and smiles…I really don’t like that smile at all. "There is no need to be so formal Grimm , I am truly glad to have you here. You'll fit in just fine." Her eyes glint in the poor lighting in the room, but I sense something in them when she said she was glad to have me here. My body reacts quickly and i begin to feel my caution rising again ..why am I so cautious towards this kind lady? Why would I have reason to doubt her at all? she's harmless… I should just let go and do as..she..says..i feel like my mind is clouded over for a moment and that’s when she close the door .

And like that she's gone. My mind is still hazy.. what just happened a moment I was being so cautious towards her and the next moment I feel…compelled almost, to like her. To trust her. To do as she told me to..

I don’t understand it…. I shake my head to clear my head and head to the showers

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I step out of the shower dripping wet, in the mirror I spot the myriad of scars tracing the length of my body. Wounds of the past. I touch the one near the back of my neck and am reminded of my parents. It feels like so long ago now. Like a distant memory but I happened mere hours ago, so much has happened all the change take its toll on me. The mental and physical fatigue is weighing down on me. I change my clothes into a two piece pajama that has square patterns on it. I look at the rags I wore, the only left of me linking me back to the terrified little boy sleeping in a shack with his less than model parents.

And make my way to my bed. I touch the matters experimentally, I've never actually slept on one before .The only thing I've ever felt is the cold ground or wooden floorboard depending on where we managed to settle down for the night. I lay my body on it ,the mattress holds my weight up and I suddenly feel more tired than I have ever felt before. I feel myself slipping as I fall the mattress and lose consciousness. My lasts thoughts before my eyes close is that of my past, my parents , the life I've had. And the life I will live in the future. And with that I fall into the embrace of oblivion.