In a small quiet town there was a small quiet Orphanage, in that lived a small lonely Boy. That small lonely Boy's name was Harry. Harry was a special 10 year old, he wasnt smart or educated , had a gift, agift that could allow him to turn into whoever he touched. When the sisters there had found him on the porche of the orphanage almost 10 years ago he was in the shape of his mother, crying and squirming in a small blanket. The Sisters watched in awe as he shrank back to himself.
Word had got around town that there was a boy that was possessed by a demon, so no one adopted him. He plans to get out of the orphanage tonight.