<strong>Cameron Jasper Donovan</strong><br/><strong>Unknown</strong><br/><br/>Cameron walked around his room with his hand on his chin, he was shirtless as usual when he was inside. Things were usually quiet around this time of year in Castle Hill, there was normally no visitors this time of year which meant he had nothing better to do then work out or walk around the grounds. After pacing back and forth for a few moments he laid down on his weight bench and lifted for a little while. When he finished he got up and put a shirt on before heading into the kitchen to grab a drink. He leaned against the counter sipping out of his glass looking out the small window that was above the sink. It was a nice day out maybe he would go out for a walk around the yard to get some air. After finishing his drink he washed the glass and dried it before placing it into the cupboard.<br/><br/>While outside Cameron walked around, he looked up at the house and smirked, the place looked like shit on the outside but on the inside it looked amazing. He couldn't understand why anyone would want to step foot in the house without knowing what it was like inside. The tall dark haired man continued to walk around the thinking about some things. He sat on a rock and lit a cigarette and looked forward down the pathway that lead to the town where all the 'normal' people lived, Cameron laughed quietly at the thought of any of the towns people being normal. Cameron knew he wasn't normal by any means but at least he didn't hide what made him different, he embraced the darkness that consumed him. The towns people walked around with those fake smiles plastered on their faces and they pretended that there was nothing wrong, they acted as if they didn't hand people over to the demons that lived in that old house on the hill. Cameron took a drag from his cigarette and thought back ten years ago, the day Paul Ravitz disappeared.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Cameron's Flashback </strong></span><br/><em>The sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway as Cameron stood in the entrance hall, hiding in the shadows of the room waiting to see who had dared step foot in the house. A boy appeared in the room, a look of awe on his face as he looked around. Cameron stood watching the boy as he walked around the house. As soon as someone came out of one of the rooms the boy tried to run, he only got so far.<br/><br/>"Whoa, where ya going"? Cameron sneered as he grabbed the boy. "There's no need to leave so soon, stay a while, in fact stay forever". <br/><br/>The boy struggled and began to scream, Cameron put his hand over the boy's mouth to muffle his yells. Cameron then proceeded to drag the boy into the cellar where his young life would change forever. </em><br/><br/>Cameron stomped out his cigarette then headed back into the house. He made his way into the cellar where Paul was chained up because he couldn't control his blood lust and needed to be contained.<br/><br/>"So how are we feeling today Paul"? Cameron asked the young man. He received no answer as usual just the dead silence he had heard every time he asked the boy the question over the last 10 years. "No answer again eh boy? You're really good at this quiet game I'll leave you alone then".<br/><br/>With that Cameron left the boy and made his way back up the stairs and into the sitting room, he grabbed a book and sat down to read it while he waited for any news from the sparrows on new comers.