Patient 103

Chpater One

Alex

This is fucking ridiculous. I don't want to be here. I don't want to be in this lame ass town, surrounded mostly by people who don't give a shit about me, and staying in a "renovated" Asylum. I just don't need this.

My best friend of over 12 years, Jack Barakat, and I are staying with a handful of other musicians in this Asylum for two months. It's part of a social project? At least i think thats what my manager Matt told me. I hardly ever listen to a word he says anyways.

I swear to god this place gives me the creeps. They say that this building is completely safe and it's been renovated, but renovated is a stretch. The walls are slightly crumbled, it looks like the hallways have the original lighting, back from before this place was shut down in 1972, and there's different dark stains here and there that i don't even want to know what they are.

The only plus side to this shit plave, is the vending machines down the hall from mine and Jack's shared room.

Rumor has it that my friends Kellin and Vic are on the same floor as me and jack, and a semi-close friend of mine named Andy. I have yet to see them though.

Who knows, maybe while I'm here i could meet a girl..

Andy

I have no idea why the hell i signed up for this stupid program. Maybe it's the fear factor of living in an old asylum for two months. Rumors are going around that this place was shut down in 1972 because they tortured the patients here, instead of helping them.

I'll have to find Alex and Jack and drag them to go explore with me later. For some reason though, i have a strange urge to go into the main floor and look around there first.

Usually an urge is something sudden and forceful, but this is different, strange, it's similar to that of someone just whispering their influence in my ear. Do it. Go look. Do it...

I feel chills run down my spine. It's probably just me being paranoid. I brush off the odd feeling and continue unpacking my bags. This is going to be one hell of a two months.

***

After unpacking all of my bags, i walk into the hallway and see a crowd of blurred faces, but one sticks out. Kellin. "Hey, Kels!" I wave my hand to draw his attention to me

He scans to room to find the source of whomever called his name, then he spots me. He flashes me a bright smile and strides over to me "Hey Biersack! Long time no see, eh?" He says with his signature half smirk.

"Yeah. I miss hanging out with you all the time, like we used to on warped" i say reminiscing on our old times spent together. "Ah yeah, the good days" kellin replies with a contented sigh.

Mayne this program won't be so bad..