Ren cried out in pain as the men hit him again.

"Ren didn't do anything," he shouted.

The men merely smirked and beat him some more.

"Ren is sorry," he sobbed.

The men both spit on him and walked away,

slamming and locking the cage door behind them.

"Please, help Ren," he whimpered, curling himself into a tight ball in the corner.

Ren is not sick.

Ren is not dangerous.

Ren is not meant to be here.

 

Meet Ren. 

Meet Ren. 

Meet Ren.

He's not crazy.

He's not crazy. 

He's _no^t crazy.

Would you spare a dime?

Would you spare a dime?

Would you spare?

To provide

for the poor,

innocent

baby.

 

You'll be very entertained if you stay.

Throw some money his way.

Don't get too close,

or you'll lose your money.

Or your face.

 

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"Ren didn't do anything wrong... Why is Ren here?"

'Ren was denied answers to his third-person inquiries.'

'Ren was abused and shoved into a cage.'

'Ren never hurt anyone.'

'What did Ren do to deserve this?'

"Did Ren do bad?"

'Whenever Ren asks this question, 

Ren received beatings.'

'Please save Ren.'

"You- please help Ren!"

They all point and laugh.

"Ren is t-trapped!"

They enjoy his pain.

"W-Won't anyone help me?"

'Ren doesn't know.'