Prologue

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"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy." Matthew whined tugging at his mother's skirt.

Laura looked down at her only child and smiled at him, "Yes baby?"

"What's that place?" Matthew asked pointing to an old rundown building.

She picked up Matthew as she looked in the direction that he was pointing in.

The building had a dull, gray color. It barely had any windows and the few that were there were tinted. In front of the building sat dead plants that nobody ever attended to.

Laura laughed, "that's where all of the bad people go. Matty. They're either trouble makers or they are crazy. But don't worry, babies like you don't go there." She smiled and pinched his cheek.

Matthew's expression fell blank, "One day I want to live there."

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