Chapter 4: It's in my Head

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Dear buttface,

What can I say? The food sucks, the plumbing bites, the owners and psychologists here are creepy.

They stare at us like we're cra--

*BOOM*

Well fuck me.

What the holy hell was that?

I grab my flashlight and crawl out of the little fort I build at night to sleep in.

Don't judge me, it helps me forget where I am so I can sleep peacefully.

I get up and rummage through every nook and cranny in my room.

Nothing.

'Where could it be..'  I ponder.

*CRASH*

UGH. Crap. It's in the hallway.

I rush out into the hall way and start walking down the prolonged and scary corridor.

*Creepy children laugh*

DIE!

I jumped out of my skin, that seemed to crawl with every step I take towards this unseen imposter.

Thoughts flash in my mind.

You're insane, Alicenne. It's probably all in your he--

There it was. There she was. The insane child. The one I see in my dreams- nightmares? I'm not sure.

"Hi Alice." She says simply "You've finally lost it, huh?"

What the actual crap. Say something..

"Who exactly are you?" I ask, trying to hide the fear I feel.

"I'm just like you, you know. Insane and misunderstood, we all are. Some of us are lucky enough to find out what really makes us tick.." She looks back into my room and as I turn back to see that there was nothing, or no one, behind me, I turn to face her.

She's gone.

In her place was a key.

Yay. Riddles and presents.

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