It was a pleasant day in the town of London. Everything was blooming in 1998. Ethan was a child at the time of this. He used to live with his older brother.

  Edward: Eeeethan?

  The young boy was woken up by his older brother.

  Ethan: Brother, you know I don't like to wake up early!

  The child got dressed and went downstairs, where his brother was awaiting him with breakfast.

  Edward: I will have quite a busy day today. I won't be back until late at night. Sorry to wake you up, but you have to eat.

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  Ethan: Mhm!

  The child slowly fell asleep, with his head resting on the table.

  Edward got close to Ethan and patted his head.

  Edward: I'm sorry.

  A tear rolled down his cheek. Edward grabbed a blanket and placed it around his brother.

  Ethan woke up after many hours, confused about where he was. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock.

  Ethan: Twenty? OH MY GOD!

  He jumped out of his chair and ran to his room. He took a beautiful painting from under his bed.

  Ethan: I forgot to give brother his birthday gift. I am bloody dumb.

  Ethan put his coat on and started running.

  Ethan: Where did brother work again? I remember!

  He headed to some vast mansion, where his brother used to work.

  He heard some whispers from a dark alley.

  Edward: Let's finish this.

  Ethan stopped and slowly turned his head towards the direction of the sound.

  Ethan: Brother?