Prolog

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"What is the last thing you remember?"

"Flames", the person whispered,"it was an accident."

"Shut up! We won't say anything before our lawyers are here", a deeper voice interrupted.

"Do you know who you are?", asked the officer calmly.

"Hailey"

"Tyler"

"Alright then."

-_-_-_-

Flames.

They ate up the entire house in the greenwood street. It was a big house, seeing it all to the ground next to the the other perfect estates is like a black tooth in a smile straight out of a toothpaste commercial.

Still haunting her memory, the srceams...no the sound of wood cracking inside the house. She shuddered at the thought of it. Why was she the only one getting caught? This question she asked herself over and over. They had been with her one second and then were gone. They probably abandoned her as a scapegoat, the realisation hit her like a ton of bricks.

They did. They abandoned me.
Scapegoat,scapegoat,scapegoat...scapegoat.

"Miss Brown, here is your room feel free to come to the recreation room later on", the lady in grey gave her some clothing which was the uniform. Stripes...Goodie, Allie rolled her eyes. Everyone knew stripes make fat. It couldn't be helped, Allie changed from her nice dress into her uniform.

No mirror. Probably so people couldn't use the cullets as a tool to escape from here, or kill themselves, Allie figured.

She heard noise of chatter from outside, probably the recreation room.

Slowly she opened te door and peaked her head out in the hallway. Yes definitely coming from the recreation.

Still slightly agrivated by the fact that she was stuck in this shithole surrounded by nutbags in hideous uniforms, she looked around, in the corner by the window sat a girl with crazed hair and in desperate need of sleep as it appears, she kept mumbling words to herself and played with dices in her hands. On the couches more far back in the room sat a guy with orange hair his eyes were closed he appeared to be sleeping, she glanced up and done his body, he seems to be quite tall, almost over 6 foot maybe, he had broad shoulders and though he had a lean figure, muscles were clearly visible. His face had a soft look to it, his lips pink, and freckles covered his face, surprisingly don't make him look boyish at all. His hair was slightly gelled back and was a strong orange shade. NO doubt he was a very attractive guy, but Allie shrugged that off quickly. 

This is an Asylum, they didn't put him in here for no reason, she reminded herself, he might even have killed people.

She looked around some more, yeah the rest of them didn't exactly look exactly like the bees knees. Their hair obviously needed some good washing and some of them just stared into nothingness or were talking to themselves. The room had two windows but with grids of course. OUt of reflex she glanced back again to the guy, who had now disppeared. What the hell?, she thought, He was just there. 

"Hello sunshine", she jumped when the hot breath hit her ear. Green eyes pierced into hers, as if they already saw everything behind her, "Saw you looking and you know", he sat down at an empty table next to her and motioned for her to sit down,"thought to myself Brandon when you see a little miss sunshine so lost, you have to help out. By the way I am Brandon." He gave her a sharky smile, she could already tell by the way he talked, that guy was bad news, then again wasn't everyone in here. Maybe even herself.

"I am no sunshine", was the only thing Allie said and started to ignore him, though it was very difficult he rested his face on his hand and stared at her as if he was reading her. 

"My apologies little miss sunshine. I am not quite on my best behaviour today, but you know", he smiled again this viciousness in his eyes, "I am crazy. Then again so is everyone in here. Even you."

"I am not insane like you-"

"Insane I prefer saying that my  world is different than yours", he cut her off harshly, but then grinned again,"But if you are so sane why do you think are you here?"

"I don't know", she grumbled, "They probably think that I am a fucking pyromaniac."

"Uhhhh fire setter, you really are a little miss sunshine aren't you", He chuckled,"I love heat."

"But I am not, they got it wrong!", she almost lost her temper. Brandon rose an eyebrow not the least impressed by her outburst, "And as soon as my friends set things right I will be out of here."

"Oh but little miss sunshine, you won't get out, nobody does. People stay, only thing that leaves is their sanity. But sanity is overrated."

"I will get out just watch me."

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Hello fellow reader, hope that wasn't completely shit, I am so bad a t beginnings, hope this kinda got you curious on what's to come, because hold on to your hats folks cause you ain't seen nothing yet!

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2018 ⏰

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