Author speaking: Welcome to part 1, well not really part one more like an introduction part :> Btw I drew that picture, it's my oc!
Now enjoy this chapter :D
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Being the daughter of a composer brings around town quiet a lot; and yet its always the same. Familiar and unfamiliar faces, partying around and sharing their experience in subjects only professional musicians would talk about. But there was one party that was way different than any other I attended to. Dare to say that this gathering changed everything for me. We write the year 1931, In one of many apartment buildings at the busy roaring Fifth Avenue in New York City, took the opening night party to Ira Gershwins "Girl Crazy" place. Many people have been invited, under them famous composers and musicians just like my father or well known business owner. All in all just people who know how to appreciate a good show. They wanted be there, I on the side wasn't really thrilled to be there. I attended forcefully to that gathering. You see I am a person who appreciates their peaceful silence but yet at the same I enjoyed playing piano infront small audience, but this event had way more spectators than I was used to. However the people seemed not noticed that I was even playing, they were to busy enjoying themselves, apart from this one man. Yes Joey Drew, the man who offered me a door to complete my dream. And yet he managed to destroy more than a simple fantasy of mine. I still remember his nut brown eyes filled with the urge to fulfil the plan of his perfect reality. I was tired of playing piano and other things, it was always my wish to animate something, like a cartoon and Mr Drew gave me the opportunity to do just that. Back then I was blinded by my desire to show off my other talent so I foolishly accepted his offer and shortly after that started working for him. But I realised soon that Joey wasn't the man I thought he was. Hes playing with you, a charmer who wants you to believe him. He wants everyone to believe that dreams come true. And that was the problem. Joey is a man of ideas and only ideas. Hes withdraw from reality, only his little devil darling matters to him. My 16-year old self was surprisingly fascinated by the way the man talked about his dreams, I was in his ban that led me into this inky dark abyss. He fooled me, he lied to us all and left us to rot. Allow me to tell you not just my story, but also the one of friends and coworkers. Not the smooth-tongued one from Joey. No. Let me tell you, the real and inhuman story of Joey Drew Studios.
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HorrorJoey Drew Studios. A place where people worked hard and happy, before it got closed and serval co-workers, friends and perhaps even family members went missing. Nobody had an explanation why. The only thing that exists is the smooth-talked story of...
