Henry Hogarth

Here she is. Here is a new life. It was so hard to get here. Henry sincerely hoped that life would be better here, but he still thought that it would be just as tedious and annoying. With a sigh, he takes steps forward, dragging his suitcase along the ground Henry was approaching his new place. The new place wasn't as rich and amazing, but Henry had other plans, so he had to put up with it. Henry was about to take out his keys and climb the small steps when he heard some rustling behind him Henry wished he didn't have neighbors, but he also didn't want them to be noisy at all. Glancing around irritably, he looked around, leaving the suitcase at his feet, tiredly rubbing his eyes Henry saw a young guy fiddling with something in the bushes. He was interested in this, which made him raise an eyebrow questioningly, peering* But here! The young guy noticed him, from which he looked up, pulling on an innocent smile. Wait..Are his hands covered in blood?..