Brooklyn Stein, Henry's sister. After she left the studio in 1940 she thought it was all over. Her walls built up, her smile long forgotten...
What happens when one day she gets a letter from her brother's old friend and her boss?
Started: November...
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*~{Brooklyn}~*
I slowly woke up the a ringing in my ears. I could hear noises behind me. "Eddie... it's too early for you to be howling." I mumbled.
"Yep. She's lost it." A voice said. I turned, sat up and looked at who was in front of me. I screamed at what I saw.
"Woah, woah, hey there! Calm down kid!" The character I knew as Charley said. In front of me stood three figures known as the Butcher Gang.
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I backed up hitting my back on one of the coffins. "Wh-What are you? H-How are you alive?!" I stuttered.
"Just calm down, Lady. We're don't wanna harm you unless you want to harm us." Barley said and Edgar looked out from behind the two.
"Wow! She looks like the pretty lady from the pictures!" Edgar said. "Edgar. Stay behind us." Barley said.
"Now, what's your name and why are you here?" Charley asked pointing the Gent pipe he was holding at me.
"Um... My name is Brooke." Their faces lightened. "Joey sent me here." I told them. "It is her! I told you she'd come one day!" Edgar said excitedly.
"Brooke as in?" Barley dragged on. "Brooklyn Stein? I used to work here?" I said. The three pulled away and started whispering to each other.
I heard something along the lines of 'not sure' and 'we'll see' but kept talking. I just looked around till I noticed the boarded up the door.
I looked over noticing the axe I used earlier leaning on the coffin. I grabbed it and got up then went over to the door.
"What are you doing?" Charley asked. "If we're gonna get out of here." I broke another board. "We have to keep moving." I broke the last board and opened the door.
"We?" Barley asked. "Well there's no way back up through there." I said pointing to the room behind them.
"Um, miss Brooke." Edgar began. "What's the outside world like?" "Edgar no!" Charley whispered.
