A long time ago, there was a man named Mr. Drawman. Mr. Drawman was just an old man in his primes, living life in the farms of his great ancestors thy who they may be. He was married and had a wife named Ms. Ayesha, before she died of lung cancer due to smoking a lot.

One day, she crossed Mr. Drawman's mind as he was ploughing the fields of his lands toughly in the burning temperature. Mr. Drawman stopped and tried to stop thinking of her. Then he continued. As he was about to finish, a buggy came in smashing in his land. He was about to make a big fuss until he noticed the four girls and the one man in the buggy passed out. He put aside his anger and called the ambulance.

As the crowd of ambulances began to rise, so did public attention. Mr. Drawman's neighbour, Cassandra, wanted to see if everything was okay. As she walked past the ambulances to find Mr. Drawman, she noticed that one of the girls lying on the portable hospital bed was looking familiar a little, even with her hair dangling around her. She lifted her hair and noticed it was her grandaughter, and she was in shock. Mr. Drawman saw her and arrived to her, noticing her shock. He asked if she was okay, and Cassandra began crying. Her grandaughter was injured badly as she saw, with the bruises raining over her body. Mr. Drawman said it was gonna be okay, and gave Cassandra a big hug.

After the event, Mr. Drawman was looking out of the window of his barnhouse and asked himself if something was going on, as he started to feel suspicious of the turn of fate. After a little bit of time looking out, he saw Cassandra in her barnhouse, with her shadow reflecting on the curtain, portraying her attacking someone, with what seemed to be a stick. Mr. Drawman was in shock and wasted no time, as he rushed down the stairs in hopes of trying to prevent whatever was happening.

As he rushed to the apartment, he smelled the droplets of blood and heard door banging and loud shouting voices. He busted through the door and started shouting, "Cassandra! Cassandra!" and saw her in her room, with the stick in her hand standing above what seemed to be her dead grandchild. As she turned around, she saw Mr. Drawman. She said a devious "Hello" with a mischevious smile, and raised her stick in the air and...