You stood up. You weren’t in your room anymore, instead you were in a dark boiler room, hissing pipes all around you. Even the floor was steaming, which didn’t make any sense. You looked around, all you could see was boiler room equipment and steam, until you turned completely around and realized that there was a figure a couple feet away from you. You squinted, trying to see anything beyond his silhouette, but it was useless. He walked closer to you slowly, until you could see his face in all it’s glory. The burn scars were spread over every part of this man’s face and hands, he grinned at you, holding up his knifed glove so you could see it.
“Hey girlie, I heard Michael took interest in you, and I wanted to see you for myself. I can understand why he likes you so much…” he looked you up and down, pausing on certain body parts.
You slowly backed away, he was creeping you out, and you didn’t even know who he was.
“I’ll let you sleep now, I just wanted to see Michael’s little bitch.”
He emphasized the last part, laughing as you faded from his reality.
The rest of the night, you didn’t have any dreams, and you slept surprisingly well, the eventful day you’d had left you exhausted, and you were happy to get some actual sleep.
You woke up pretty early. At least, that’s what you assumed, since you had no clock in your room. You sat in your bed for a while, sketchinig in your journal until you heard a knock at the door. You got up to open it, assuming it would be Michael. It was not.
A man you had not met stood at the door. He was beautiful. He had short, black hair, and was wearing a black trenchcoat. He looked like he had walked straight out of the eighties. He waved as you stared at him.
“Hey, I’m Jason, but you can call me JD. Hannibal wanted me to take you downstairs for food.”
“Y-yeah,” was all you could respond with, you couldn’t get past the fact that he looked like the male lead straight out of an eighties rom-com.
He turned around, motioning for you to follow him.
You slowly followed him. You were still hesitant to go anywhere in this house, due to the shows of insanity you saw the second you walked in. JD noticed this turning around and grinning at you,
“Hey, it’s okay, I’ll make sure nothing happens to you, darling,”
You blushed hard. Did he just call you a pet name? You weren’t complaining. So far, he didn’t seem as bad as the others, and if you were going to become attached to one of them, you’d prefer the least insane.
He looped his arm in yours, leading you down the stairs into what you assumed was a dining room. All of the people from yesterday were sitting at the long table in front of you, plus a couple of people you didn’t recognize.
Alexia patted the seat next to her, motioning for you to sit down.
A/N ok this is all I got rn
