Jin in a Hateful Wonderland

A Twisted Mix Up

Jin's P.O.V
I was running through the city at night, to look for the spookies that lurk in the dark. To be honest I really love the paranormal but I never show it, I always act like I'm scared of everything, but this is my true self, so don't tell anyone, got it? Anyway, I usually see stuff around alleyways and down town. In the distance, I see an amusement park, it looks well lit up but something feels off about it. I LOVE IT! I'm gonna investigate, nothing can be that bad. If it's a ghost, they're dead. They can't do much. If it's a demon, holy water. Maybe some salt too. I'm not afraid of anything like that.

I walk to the city towards the now duller lights, maybe it's run down. It kind of looks like a warning. Like I should turn back, it just gives that vibe. It just draws me in more. Nothing can hurt me, I've done this before. It looks so... professionally terrifying. Is this a horror park? Whoever designed it is extremely messed up in the head... it actually is scaring me... the props look so real. The bodies hanging, the crimson dripping, the faces twisted in agony. And that's just at the entrance. Maybe to scare off the weak. The chains rattling is realistic, too. Oh god, it even smells like death here. This guy must be the devil...

I walked into the park, and the rides seemed to be functional. They had props in the roller coasters. A dead girl with the life protector thingies snapping her neck. In the back there were screwed up clowns. The bloody makeup was exceptional. In a squeaky female android voice, one of the props spoke. That's probably not a good sign.

"We don't get visitors very often... but now that you're here, you won't be able to escape!"

Oh boy, I done fucked up. This girl is real. Are the clowns and props real, too? Take a deep breath... it's not real. She talked in an artificial voice, she must be just a really fancy prop. One that senses movement.

I walked up to her and tapped her, she felt cold but fleshy. Like an actual corpse.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me. Help me out of here!"

Her tone shifted to fear. She sounds so fake but she looks so real. And her reactions feel simulated. I don't like it. Holy water can't stop someone in a purgatory life. I backed away from her, she seemed to look to me desperately needing my help.

"If I help you, you'll probably kill me, and I don't trust you. I'm sorry but I don't believe you're real..."

"Then I don't believe you have a heart if you can't help a poor injured girl."

Oh damn. She really went there. I sigh, time to help a dead girl out I guess.

"I'll get you out of the head...crusher. What will you do for me in exchange?"

"Decide how to hurt me, watching the red liquids flow."

This bitch... "Okay, whatever you say." I broke the headrest off of her, and she slumped out of her seat, hanging off of me almost lifelessly. "I helped you out, you owe me."

"Hurt me~ It will appease him. It will make him happy to see his failure suffer. The one who couldn't even die properly."

Great. Stuck here with a fucking psycho. And whoever "he" is must be a hell of a lot worse. "Are you his creation?"

"Yes. And I'm at his mercy."

"Are you going to keep being vague?"

"Yes, until you meet him on your own."

Frustrating is all I can think of. "What do we do now? Can I leave? I've had enough."

"Once you've come in you can never come out. Hehe~"

"You take your job serious, almost too serious."

"Job? No. This isn't a job. This is my horrible fate. I'll let you wander a bit. If you see him, however, it will be too late, and he will decide your punishment."

Aaaand that's the first part! I like this so far, it's taking alot of creativity to think of what I should make each character. I hope you enjoy it too! That's all for now~