A rocketship to insanity

Chapter one: Inside the crowd

Warning: For those that have read the description or have guessed from the books tittle. This is a book of someone's decent into madness. But there are some plots to it.

The following you are about to read is unedited, and contains mainly fillers. It has flash backs in it that arn't (hopfully) to hard to cypher.

This chapter, is clean, witch I can't say for the rest of the book. You may hate the many warnings but in this type of book, they are needed. Trust me, you'll want to know when a murder, torture or crude joke is gonner be said.

From your Lord and master; The lordess of Darkness.

Injoy.

The warm sunny breeze blew through the town of Rosebush in a sickening heat wave that made the people sweat over nothing. It was the middle of summer and many were cramped inside air-conditioned rooms hiding from the destructive heat wave that threaten to harm those outside too long. As well as being the middle of summer, it was also the middle of school, and kids were still seen outside of the safety of their homes. It was hitting on 2'oclock, the last period of the day for Rosebush high, and kids were inching to get home. One in particular.

The bubbly girl sat fidgety at the front row second from the left. She was sitting next to her friend and was starring aimlessly at her pocket watch, waiting for the sound of the bell to ring, signalling yet another weekend. She bounced her foot in an effort to contain her excitement, as she couldn't wait for the fun that would occur as soon as she went home. A few weeks ago while she was board at home one day, her mother had suggested for her to go and explore the woods outside her house. So with a machete, water bottles, canned food, a box of water proof matches, a touch and a warning about snakes, she was one her way to explore the vast nature that was growing behind her home. The raven haired girl started off her long adventure swinging her machete through the longish grass, moving ever so slightly out of the way, creating a small slightly moved path to form behind her. The raven haired girl started thinking as she marched aimlessly through the longish grass to nowhere in particular. Her first thought was how far she was going to venture of into the woods before turning back home. She pulled out her phone and checked the time, 12oclock. Her mother had asked her to come back before the sun started to set. The sun normally started to set at around 5 to 6oclock. That was in another five hours, so she was goner start walking back in three hours time. Unless she found something by then. The girl then shrugged her shoulders and continued her long walk into the woods, humming a wishful tune.

After two whole hours of walking through the long grass the girl started thinking of turning back, her legs were starting to feel like jelly and her pack was getting heavier with each step she took. As she was stomping her tired feet on the ground, the girl noted that her feet were no longer walking on ground, but brick instead. Finally the tired raven haired girl looked up and noticed the remains of a large castle in front of her. At the sight of the beautiful building her tiredness went completely away, and she went straight inside to explore the massive interior. As she had thought, the castle was larger on the inside, containing secret passage ways and hidden rooms as well as basements and dungeons. Looking around the girl realised she was never going to explore the whole building in time before having to start her long walk home. So the girl took off her bag and pulled out her touch as well as a paper and pen. She shined the light down the long brick hallway and started her long decent into the large building. As she walked holding the touch in-between her teeth, she started to draw a small diagram on a piece of paper, mapping out the building. She went all the way down the hall way, passing many rooms and jotting them down as she passed them, making a not to go into every one of them when she can. At the very end she reached the end of the hallway, as well as the end of her piece of paper. Mapping the end the girl went inside, taking the torch in her hand. Looking around the large chamber, she noted several old torture devices scatted about.