Chapter 97: Henry is Hurt

  Emma rushed through the big mansion where she lived, following the sound of her little boy crying. Her heart was beating fast as she hurried to find her three-year-old son Henry. Every cry she heard made her run faster, worried about what she might find.   Her hands shook as she tried to put the key in the door. The house was quiet except for Henry's cries, which seemed to bounce off the walls. The whole place felt heavy with worry, like the air before a storm. Emma had been nervous for a long time about things at home, but hearing Henry cry like this made everything worse.   When she finally got inside, the house was dark and gloomy. Shadows stretched across the walls as Emma followed the sound of crying. Her footsteps echoed as she walked quickly down the hallway, getting closer to where Henry's cries were coming from.   The cries led her to a small, dark room at the end of the hall. Emma's hand trembled as she reached for the door handle, which felt cold against her skin. H