Childhood~ Johann was born in Paris, France in the 18th century. His family were wealthy and he lived the life of an aristocrat. Francis, his brother, enjoyed frequently bullying/pranking Johann. Since Johann was tiny, weak, and thin, he was the perfect target. When Johann was 10 years old, Francis pushed him into the fireplace, while drunk, and held him down while his left hand burned. His mother patched him up but his left and dominant hand was practically destroyed. He felt broken after that. Johann had had a dream of becoming a famous pianist and that might’ve come true. Now, he was useless. Johann’s friend, Louis, tried to cheer him up and find a new skill for Johann. But Johann was too tired to try again. Adulthood~ Johann hid. It took all his willpower to get up in the morning. He would read, or stare out the window, lost in the world, alone. When he was invited to balls he barely came. And when he did, partygoers would gawk at the small man with sunken eyes who’d failed to wear a wig. Francis still found ways to irritate him. But Johann was 24 when he snapped. It was July, a month prior was Johann’s birthday, his sister got him a cat. He named her Binx. Johann loved her, it was so lovely to have a friend. Johann was sitting under a tree when he heard screeches and laughing. He ran to see, fear pulsing through him. Francis and his snobby friends were standing around a body, rocks in their hands. As Johann got closer he saw. Binx had been stoned to death. Johann cried, he pushed Francis away and held her. Tears fell to the ground. Then he saw Francis, smiling. Something broke. Johann grabbed a rock. He shoved Francis to the ground. He hit him. Bashing his skull in with the stone. Screaming inaudible French insults. Finally, Francis’s friends dragged him off and Johann ran. He spent that night sobbing into his bloodstained coat. Johann never saw his brother after that. And everyone knew why. Death~ The French Revolution began. Johann was captured and put in a cell. It was dark and smelled like death. Then one day he was forced out and shoved into the light. They brought him to a guillotine. They cut off his head. The Spirit of Death sent him to the field that would soon become the Caravan Manor. Then he met Wilson. The love of his afterlife. Together they healed. When Wilson was near Johann, he finally felt safe. The End...?