A Sally Face Story

New beginning part 2

Sal's pov

I was awoken to my dad shaking me. I looked at him after stretching and putting my glass eye back in "what?" Was all I conjured up in a rough sounding voice.
"We're here" I looked into his sapphire blue eyes with a confused look before turning my head to look out the windshield, it was a old looking apartment complex with a big sign saying 'Addison Apartments'. I sigh. Of course it had to be a apartment. I open the glovebox before pulling out my prosthetic and placed it on my face before snapping the back straps.
I hear the car unlock and I open my side of the door and step out. I watched my dad put Gizmo in his kennel and then I grabbed it, letting out a heavy sigh, God my cat weighed a lot.

After we unloaded everything into our apartment and unpacked for a couple hours we took a break. "Sal, why don't you go meet some of the neighbors. I'm sure you will make a friend or two while your out" he suggested and I accepted.

I walk to my room and pet Gizmo before picking my GearBoy up and walked out of the apartment. I look around the empty halls. I feel anxious about this.

I start by knocking on the doors of my floor.
No one answers
I do note the cop standing by the one apartment,
403 i catch the number.

I hit the next floor.
I meet the janitor Lisa, she gives me a keycard to the basement and tells me about her son.

I hit the second floor.
I knocked on one of the doors "come in!" I hear this, odd sounding voice say. It made me cringe
I open the door to see a older man, but maybe younger then my dad sitting in a chair, his face had food all over it and his shirt had sweat stains and food grease on it. 'What a fucking Pig' I shook my head, I don't want those thoughts. I hate those thoughts, the ones that make me hate people. I don't know what causes it though....

I walk over to the man, "Hey, I'm Sal, I just moved into 402-"
"What the hell is wrong with your face child. Why are you wearing a mask, your not in a gang are you?"

I blink, "Gang? I..no, I'm not in a gang." At least I don't think I am?

"Aw, great! Then we can be friends!"

I sit in the apartment for about ten to twenty minutes listening to the man rant on about something called My Glitter Ponies. If you ask me if sounds kinda stupid. But whatever floats his boat. Soon we extange good byes and then I leave.
Next floor, the first floor.
I notice a Detective and walk over, is he maybe working with the Policeman I saw on my floor?
"hey, um I'm Sal Fisher, from 402, what happened in 403?"
Thats how I started the conversation and it only took three minutes for it to end. All I figured out was a neighbor might have got murdered in her home.
I head back to the elevator and pull out the key card in my pocket and inserted it into the slot for it. Soon I reached the basement. I walk over to the only door and hesitantly open it. I soon look around the apartment before walking over to the kitchen I see a shadowy figure with bright red eyes "What the hell?" is all I mutter out before I watch it disappear before me. I blink before turning around and heading over to the two bedroom doors. One had a sign that read 'Stay Out' i take the guess that one is Larry's. i take a deep breath before knocking on the door