All I remember is the smell of smoke. He sat in the front seat smoking a joint. The stench of weed filled his whole van. I looked to the side to see out the back window, all I saw was a long rows of red fences with tomato plants behind them. Then I started to fall asleep from the strange serum he put into my arm.
I woke up in my room, I didn't understand how I got there. I stood up out of my bed and looked around then I noticed this isn't my room, my door was a black cell looking door. Fear overcame my body. I heard a loud buzzing noise and my door lock click. I walk out to see another girl about my age following arrows on the floor. We enter a dark room with two chairs and a silver table with two TV dinners and two glasses of water sitting in the table. We sat down in our chairs and started to eat.
"Welcome to hell" the other girl told me. "What?". "This place is a hell hole" she responded. "I'm Serena by the way", "hi I'm Alana" I said with I slight smile. We sat there for the rest of our meal eating on silence, there was another loud buzz we walked back to our rooms standing in the door way I waved to her she smiled and waved back the last thing I saw was her rusty brown hair soon as she walked into her room.
All I could think about that night is what she said at dinner. Is this place actually like hell. And who brought me here. All these things I want to know.
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Dollhouse
Mystery / ThrillerFirst book in the dollhouse series. Alana is a 16 year old girl normal life good friends, loving parents. But that changed she is stolen from that life to live in the dollhouse for who knows how long.