Lullaby is not what you think he is; He isn't a being of hell or an experiment gone wrong, but rather a child's dream. Lullaby started out as a lonely child's imaginary friend. The child soon began to imagine him in real life, standing beside family members and even occasionally talking. The child had fun by making Lullaby only talk in rhymes...
One day the boy brought home a Pendulum. He told Lullaby that it was from a local magic shop, and the shop keep had been keeping it for a "special occasion". Lullaby was simply in love with the pendulum; He was always asking if he could see it. The boy asked one day why, and Lullaby shrugged by simply saying,
"The silver shines like the nether, drawing me from my tether."
The boy was confused by this response and as a result of being only a child, saw nothing of it. Lullaby seemed to also come out unexpectedly. Even when the boy was not trying to think of Lullaby, there he was. Usually sitting on the bed post having a conversation with the boy. He was great ho the child company, especially since his rhymes made everything he said fun.
In the months that passed the boy started to see changes in his best friend. Lullaby's yellow skin started to turn almost sickly. His plump body turning more thin as the weeks passed. He also seemed to watch the Pendulum constantly. Lullaby could be heard giggling at night.The boy didn't know why, since -he- for the most part controlled Lullaby...Because it was -his- imagination, right?
But that fateful night, nobody will forget except the boy. A dead child cant remember though. The boy's parents came home from date night as they usually did every Friday night. They expected their son to be playing with his Lego or watching the TV, or listening in on the latest super heroes. What they found, was nothing close to either of these things.
Their son had been eaten. He appeared to have a death grip on something, but nothing was there as if it had been torn out of the dead body after he was killed. A large gash in his stomach like an animal had ripped open it and fed.
After calling 911, it as settled that the boy had let in a stray animal and it had killed him unexpectedly. Most likely a coyote mistaken for a dog or something.
Yet, it still doesn't explain why every night for the next week the parents could hear gigglin and the pattering of tiny feet...