Boulevard of Broken Dreams

UNKNOWN- Found

"Who are you?" I ask, full of fear.

"I want to help you." The dark figure says. I cannot see what he looks like.

"Who are you?" I repeat.

The figure steps into the light. I gasp, crawling back several spaces.

This... thing's face, okay, strike that, it doesn't have one.

"Scarlett, do not be alarmed. I won't hurt you." It says.

"That's not my name anymore." I grumble.

"Then what is it?"

I answer, without skipping a beat, "It's Unknown." I say, feeling the fear being replaced by sadness. Isaac.

"He gave you that name, didn't he?" The thing asks. Surprise leaps into my chest.

"How do you know about my Isaac?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.

"I found this." It holds up a journal. My journal.

I must've dropped it when I fell. I swear I had it.

"Why'd you read it?" I ask.

"I wanted to." Is the simple reply.

I feel anger bubble in my chest.

It held out it's hand, like he expected me to take it.

"What?" I ask.

"Just come with me."

"Okay, okay, just tell me what your name is, where I'm going, and plleeaassse give me my journal back!" I exclaim

"Fine, you're going to a place with people like you."

I'm shocked, "I'm not going to another crazy house!"

"It's not an asylum."

"Okay," I say, suspiciously, "Next answer please."

"I am called many things."

"Strange, okay, journal?" I say, holding my palm out. He places the small book into my hand.

I finally take his outstretched hand. I don't like the feel of it.

Next thing I know there is a sharp noise, and I'm standing in front of a very large house.

"This is the place." The strange person says.

It definitely doesn't look like an asylum. I hear loud sounds from inside.

"Shit. Not again." It sighs.

I follow him inside. Immediately, I see very frightening things. One of them is a guy in a mask arguing with a guy with a guy with pale white skin and a very large grin. The latter is holding a knife to the other's throught.

"Jeff, put the knife down." It sighs, yet again.

"You're not the boss of me, Slendy." The guy... Jeff, says.

"Jeff!" It (Slendy?) says, raising his voice slightly.

"Fine, damn." Jeff grumbles, giving me a side glance, and walks down the hallway.

The masked guy tilts his head, looking at me.

"Who is this?"

"Masky, this is Unknown. She's going to stay here." Slendy answers.

I kinda' give a small wave.

Masky nods, leaving down the corridor Jeff went down.

"How many people are here?" I ask, in a timid voice.