The Deeper Down We Go.

Chapter 2 - Jenny

"AHHHHH!!" I screamed and fell on the stranger that was oddly laying down on the floor. Not even a second into the unknown place and I felt cold wind go through my veins. But this person's chest was very warm, it made me boil the next second. I lifted my head up checking on the dude, making sure if he was okay. He grabbed me by the waist and threw me off him, woopsies totally did not look suspicious. I placed my hands together covering myself up, it was seriously freezing. I above up, the hole that I fell through was gone. Am I going insane? The stranger stood up and stared at me, he didn't really seem suprised... It's like this was very normal to him to see people falling from random holes that appear out of no where.

 "Who.. who are you... and where am I?" I asked nervously. The stranger ignored my question. He took few steps closer to me, I crawled away. Now seriously, where the fuck was I. He placed a hand infront of me, a sign of peace. Then he gently sat down on his knees looking down at me. The fuck... this isnt normal human behaviour. "Hello can you speak...?" I mumbled. Goosebumbs entered into action, I hate them. He mumbled something. I did not hear. "Bitch are you not going to calm me down? Can't you see I'm in fucking panic." I shout and accidently spit on him. He doesn't even blink. The fuck is this bitch on? Drugs? "Shut it." he whispered, his voice was so calm but jeez that guy's voice is deep. But how dare he talk to me like that. "Do you even know you I am.. you... Mr... whatever the fuck your name is."  I ask smirking at him, he better know, or I'll beat his ass. "No, I don't. Tell me pretty lady, what is your name?" His voice didnt even raise, it was still low, it was more submissive. The stranger tilted his head at me and moved my hair away from my lips, his hand was still on my cheek, It was very warm... Wait what EWWW. "Back the fuck off. Who do you think you are to call me a pretty lady." I shout at him kicking his nose. He groans back and covers up, I smirk. "Well if you really say so haha, my name is!..."I took a second to respond. But wait.. Why cant I remember my own name. "Wait.. what is my name... WHY CANT I REMEMBER ANYTHING." I crawl up together making a ball, now panic has really awaken. I don't remember anything. Why can't I remember the people I loved, or anyone and everything. What is going on. He begins to laugh and giggle. I swear, he did not sound okay, he sound insane. Still covering his face after all, I guess I kicked him too hard.. "Seems like your memory has been erased." He says calmly. I began laughing at his words "Erased? HAHAHA... this is probably because I didn't wake up yet, this is all in my head. And you're not real..." he looks at me, his nose bloody. I cover my face shocked. The stranger was on his knees, hands on the floor,  he began crawling closer to me with an insane smile on his face. I did not move a single muscle. I got too scared. "Oh you aren't joking..." I said, trying to be judgy.

 Once he was very close, he stopped and sat down on his knees. I don't know how tall this guy was, but he was looking down at me like a child. Maybe I'm just this short. But the view was quite attractive. "A-aye don't touch me..." My vocals began to shake, what do I do in this situation...? He tried to reach for me. I backed up, seems like that just made him even more angry. The stranger pulled me by the legs, I went between his thighs and was forced to lay down. He pinned me fully to the floor. What the fuck. My face became to change, for some reason this felt like something. It felt like I know this man. But I don't remember him. Why can't I remember at least tiny bit of information about my life. "Don't hurt me, I beg..." I mumbled. He sighed into my face and pulled something out of my white hoodie. It was a letter. What was a letter doing there? What was I doign here in the first place?

The strange man got off me. I sat up blushing a bit. "This is for you. Read it." he handed me the letter. I stared at him and looked back at the letter multiple times. What was going on...  I opened it up.

"Hello there Jenny! Welcome to this amazing empty world of mine. You're here for reasons that I cannot answer, yet. I don't have a name but you can call me the "Creator". I know you don't remember anything and wondering why are you in this place anyway. All of that i'll explain later if I will have the chance I'll explain why you are here. All the information I can give you for now is that your name is Jenny. The other person sitting next to you is Mark. He has been here way longer than you." 

I stopped reading, is "Jenny" even my real name? it didn't feel like it. Everything about this situation seemed off. I looked over at the person. He was still staring at me. This is a very strange guy.

"Mostly he will explain what is going on here. He may seem a bit of an off guy. But trust me both of you will get along easily...HAHA... well I mean hopefully... I dont simply have any rules here. You can do anything you want but please don't be too sexual, it is a disgusting view. I only have one thing I will ask from you. Don't. Try to escape. Good bye for now, dear." 

I dropped the letter and looked at Mark. His blood dripped down to his white shirt. I looked around for a few seconds. Both of us were wearing white only stuff. The walls were painted pitch white. Lights looked dusty. What is this hell anyway. What reason am I here. I need to calm down this is probably all a dream. I wish it was a dream. I wish to wake up.

Please let me get out. I beg.