Costume party

Costume party. Part 1 (continued)

A/N I couldn't fit all of this in one page so I continued it here :D I hope you like it! 

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Of course your eyes were a normal color but what stuck out most was that they shined like there were memories hidden behind them that nobody could know. You and the man danced around and around looking into each other's eyes. As he twirled you around he asked " what is your name?" You didn't reply for a few minutes. "It's ( first name)" you said quietly. " okay then miss ( first name ) I have a question " he said. "That is" you replied in a coldly manner. "Where were you racing off to? When you bumped into me. " he said. This song was lasting forever! You thought before answering. "To my room. I don't exactly like parties" you said blankly. " your room? Nobody owns this building how do you have a room?" 

The music finally ended. "Now that that's over with I'll be going now." You let go of his hands and walked into a different room.

----- izaya POV ------

I followed the girl. She walked into a huge kitchen and went onto a flight of stairs. A few times I thought I saw her look back at me but I forgot if she did afterwards. After walking up stairs trying not to be seen we walked down a large hall. The hall wasn't very lighted. Well it had a tone of lights but they were burnt out or had so many dead flys on them they were pitch black. I watched from a distance she walked into a room. 

After waiting a few minutes I followed her. For a split second I noticed the look of the door. It was white but the paint was scraped off or peeling. The doorknob was odd to. Instead of a slide door it was a oval doorknob. It reminded him of a hotel. A haunted one. He walked into the room.

He looked at the room. There was a glass room with a desk in front of it. Behind the glass was a terrible conditioned bed with pictures all over the floor. What appeared to be a small bathroom was in the corner. I opened the glass door. I looked at all the pictures. They looked like everybody's life drawn on a piece of paper. Then I saw her. She was sitting in a chair in the corner drawing something. She hadn't noticed me. Maybe I could see what she's drawing. Maybe.....