dollhouse ☾ muke

intro

Luke walks into his new home, the Dollhouse. Or as the sign says 'The home to the schizophrenic'

The blonde boys eyes dart across the room as he waits for one of his demon buddies to whisper something or jump out from behind the next person.

"Hello," A nurse says as she slowly and carefully steps towards him. "Welcome to Dollhouse, where we can help you."

'They can't help, all they will do is liquify your brain so you won't be smart enough to do anything.'

"Shut up," Luke yells, making the nurse jump. He couldn't help it, the voice couldn't be heard, but he could. He sometimes even wishes to be on the other end of that.

"It's okay, they will go away. Let's take you to your room. Where you will change into uniform." She motions for two huge guards to lead Luke to his padded room with no light, but the one fluorescent one hanging above the center of the emptiness.

Luke searches and he finally found the one thing he wasn't ready for... someone like him.

In the corner of the room with his knees brought to his chest, was a small boy with bleached hair. He finally notices someone's existence and quickly darts up.

Luke sees that he has no arms that are visible and realises that the new boy was wearing a straight jacket.

"Michael, you are out of the jacket. Don't do anything stupid again." The nurse unlocks his jacket, letting his hands free.

"Of course I won't Miss Julie." Michael smirks and shuts the door behind her.

"Hi, I'm Michael. Sorry about the whole corner thing, I can't really do anything exciting without my hands." He jumps on the bed.

"I'm Luke and I can understand how frustrating that would be." He walks over to his bed and picks up the plain gray jumpsuit. He pulls his shirt of making sure he faces away from his new roomy.

'He's watching, turn around and do what you did to her.' He appears on the bed. His eyes a luring blue, his skin perfect, his blonde hair higher than heaven itself. He was Luke, just more desirable and more beautiful. The only thing that made him so bad was his desire for pain and misery.

Luke ignores the urge and just continues to change until he's in the tacky suit.

"So Blondie, How'd you get here in 'the killers'?" Michael says trying to make it sound creepy.

"I did some bad things, you?" Luke tries to be discreet, he didn't like going over he night.

"If I tell you every detail of mine, will you do the same?" Michael squints at the corner of the room. Luke knew what he was looking at from the look in his eyes.

"Of course, an eye for an eye." Luke sighs.