"Now that is creepy. My social life consisted of having homes long enough to get a couple years of school done. My parents died before I started school, so I was in the local foster system. I bounced around from a couple houses, running away most of the time, but there were a couple that I wanted to stay at. I ended up destroying everything and I was off to the next house. My last house home was in a neighborhood close to here. I decided to stay when I turned eighteen. They didn't know I stayed, but I moved around, living in the woods. I tried to get a job, but everyone knew bad things happened around me and I couldn't get one. I couldn't even get a ride to the city." He was angry and embarrassed that he had opened up like that to Inferno. Ice started collecting around him, but he crushed it.