A deeply autistic frail child saw his brothers head out to the first world war from a remote region, a small village of the United Kingdom. The Frail Child had to take care of Mother – a horrible sadistic but mostly bedridden mother. During the war the village became infected first with Influenza, and then with dysentery and possibly other diseases. Mother accused the child of neglect, and then of cowardice, being simple, being pathetic, being contemptibe, being gay – as a result the young boy was riddle with self-loathing, guilt, trauma, wracking sicknesss. Slowly everyone around him died and the child went out and “harvested” those that had died from influenza, dysentery and other diseases and ate them and fed them to mother as a soup. At some point mother died. The young autistic boy lived in a state of severe mental anguish, and hid in a cupboard, wracked with guilt. The house and village was abandoned, shunned. The boy died, his cadaver mummified. His spirit still haunts the house, experiencing a state of everlasting afterlife.
