The dark alley, where dogs howl and bark, where the flats are haunted, where there is no light. Just dark. I slip in my pale hands in my jacket, with my hood up. Police sirens bellow through the streets and lights flicker. Barely any light shines in this town. A cat runs in front of the way screaming for safety, in this alley, no, no safety.
The worst place to look is here.
I head home moving my red hair out of the way. I open the door to the flats. I climb up two flights of stairs to finally arrive home. I enter my room, staring into the corner. The darkest place in this room, my poorly made light swings side to side. Never shining in the dark corner.
There is a knock on the door of my flat. I move towards the door, but yet i am still interested in the corner. Was it supernaturally dark, I don't know. I get the door, a figure appears, my height. The figure gives me a black envelope, not showing a face. I mumble the words thanks and close the door. I stare at the envelope, questions whizzing around my head. Who was this guy? What's in the envelope? Who was it from? How do I know if its safe? I feel the envelope, it doesn't feel like anything dangerous. Just feels like a letter, I decided to open it tomorrow. I get into bed, that night I had dreams about the letter. Dreaming about what it could do, it could be anything. It just ringing in my head, the same word. All the time, the word: DANGER. DANGER... But after it became a whisper and then 3 words. DANGER IN ENVELOPE. What could be so bad about the envelope? My life is danger, it wouldn't change anything. The morning arrives, I open the pale curtains. I am trying to ignore the letter as much as possible. I can't help the feeling that this envelope might cause an adventure for me. At least it will get me out of the house!
So I open the envelope, carefully ripping it. It was safe! Wow! I just waisted my time worrying, with confidence I read the letter. The letter reads:
Dear Jason
Your future is going to be dangerous. This is where it starts, I am going to give you a choice, if you go along with this choice you will be risking your life. If you choose not to go along with this you will be brought to my lab to delete this from your mind. Jason, your choice: you will come to work for me, but never see my face. I will give you missions which will be remarkably dangerous. You will have to risk your social life and relationships at times. So please come to this address to tell me your choice. W7A T72, shrowtburg. By the way this letter will disintegrate after you have read this word.
From Mr....
I could not read the last word as it says, it disintegrated. How do I know to trust this guy? The address is miles away, I mean ages away. But I think I will work for him.
Hey thanks for reading my story! Will finish the next chapter soon.
