Little Boy Blue,
come blow your horn.
The sheep's in the meadow,
the cow's in the corn.
Where is that boy
who looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack,
fast asleep.
Will you wake him?
Oh no, not I.
For if I do,
he will surely cry.

Little Boy Blue


He's in a red room. He doesn't know how he got here, or where here even is. The last thing he remember is eating that apple turnover. Is he dead?

Is this where people go when they die - an empty red room?

Emma? He knows she's not here, but he calls for her anyways because he's alone and scared, and she always makes him feel better, even just her name. And then all of a sudden, there are flames everywhere, crackling and flickering, and he calls out louder, Emma! He wishes she were here to save him.

But she will save him, he knows she will. He believes in her, so for now, he just has to be patient. He curls up in the middle of the floor and closes his eyes and thinks of things that make him happy - her face, hot chocolate with cinnamon, his story book.

He stays like that for days, maybe years, or maybe it's just been a few hours. And then suddenly, something changes. He feels warm, but not from the fire - he feels it inside, in his heart. It spreads all through him and he doesn't know how, but he knows that it must be Emma.

There's a light now, getting bigger and bigger, and it's so bright he has to close his eyes. He hears the flames go out, and then silence.

He's afraid to open his eyes at first. What if it's just a different empty room? But then he hears noises again - machines beeping and someone breathing. He feels a hand, soft and warm, and decides that it's safe.

The first thing he sees is Emma's face. Her eyes are red and she's crying, but then she smiles at him and he feels that warmth again. She did it! She saved him, just like he knew she would. She saved all of them.

He smiles back at her and takes a deep breath. He's been waiting for this day for so long.

The day everything changes.

The day he stops pretending.