This was it. My chance to become what I want to become. I moved closer and closer to the live electrical wire. Then I grabbed it, and it all went black.
~In The Morgue~
I gasped for air, frantically looking around, where was I?! I felt around and came to realize I was in a body bag, probably on the disection table right now. I heard footsteps but didn't dare call out for help. This was all part of my plan. I waited for the doctor to open the bag, sprung out, and snapped his neck. There was no noise, no whitnesses, and after I cleaned up the small mess I'd made and burned the evidence of my presence, I was off.
The exit wasn't too hard to find, but things are very hard to consentrate on when you're butt naked in a freezing cold morgue. I found a clothes bin and figured dead people clothes were better than no clothes and put some on. I was now wearing some black skinny jeans, a cut up tank top that was bloody as hell and a leather jacket. I found the shoes I'd been wearing the day I "died" but not my clothes. Odd.
After I was dressed I ran off into the night to find shelter. I decided to stop in the woods a few miles from a small city to plan my future life. I wanted to make sure I could live on my own before I decided to take the plan any further. I decided to wait two months before putting the plan into full motion to make sure I'd be fine on my own. If not, flee back to home and clear up my "death" which by the way I survived because of my extreme pain tolerance, and not to mention my fetish of being electrically shocked.
Anyway, now my plan was to find shelter. Being fed was nothing to me without having a home to call my own.
A good few miles into the forest and I was ready to call it quits and head back to where I started. That was until I noticed something poking up out of the trees. I hid myself as I got closer to whatever it was, and it turned out to be a decent sized mansion. WHAT THE HELL?! What the fuck was THAT doing here?! Eh whatever. It would have to do. I didn't feel like checking the place during the night, I've watched too many horror movies to know where THAT would go. I scaled a tree, and wove some branches together like I'd read in a book my class read in the 8th grade and slept on that until I finally decided to get up.
