My jaw dropped as I stared into his dark blue eyes.
"You know the nightcrawler?" I asked opening my eyes wide, he nodded his head and continued eating his banana.
"It's been bothering me since I was four years old," He looked at me."Scratching, kicking and punching at me."
"Did it visit you last night?" I gulped. He nodded his head, "of course it did," he sighed.
"Around what time?" I asked.
"The hallway lights were still on I could see it's face perfectly-" He opened his eyes wide.
"What did it look like?" I gasped.
He shook his head, "I don't want to remember,"
"I'm Landon," He scanned his banana for browns before taking a bite out of it.
"Iris" I smiled. "So why are you here?" I asked, "in jail?" I added.
"Jail?" He repeated.
"Jail," I nodded.
"We're not in a jail Iris," He continued to eat his food.
"Then where are we?" I gasped.
"We're in an asylum" He took another bite out of his banana.
"A what?" I asked.
"It's for people like us" He shrugged.
"What are we?" I asked still kind of baffled I wasn't in jail.
"Crazy" He paused making a hand gesture around the room. "We're all crazy." He added lazily.I was offended.
"What could possibly make you think I'm crazy?" I shook my head.
"The nightcrawler" He shrugged. "No normal person would believe in such a thing!" He scoffed dropping his banana peel in his tray.
"Oh" I looked down at my gross fruits.
"I'm crazy" I swallowed hard. "You would have had to done something that brought you into this place, they wouldn't just throw you in here for no apparent reason!" His voice raising in pitch.
"Well I once woke up outside of my house after a visit from the nightcrawler and I ran to the neighbors house and frantically explained what happened. They called mymmother and said to keep her mad child away form their children and their house. This has happened multiple times and it kept on happening further and further away from my house, and people always called up my mother and saying that I'm wierd and should get some help. I once even woke up in somebody else's house and they thought I broke in.
My mommy thought I didn't want to be with her anymore because of how often she claimed I would 'run away' which I wouldn't. The nightcrawler would say let's play hide and seek. I'd black out then wake up somewhere I don't remember going. Then some neighbours said they heard me screaming and screaming from their houses and are genuinely concerned, that's when these people came and took me from my mother.
They said I should've gone to jail because somebody's video camera caught me throwing a large rock at a window and breaking into their house! Which I don't recall doing! Then they brought me here and that's why I thought I was in prison." I concluded feeling embarassed to tell the story.
"He used to whisper to me that I'm his puppet what does that even mean?!"
I felt myself getting really really angry and looked at Landon. "He say's I'm it's puppet as well," he reached over and stole one of my strawberries.
YOU ARE READING
NightCrawler✔
General Fiction"There is something wrong," I didn't realize I was staring until she turned and stared at me as well. "So you two having a staring contest?" Jacob rolled his eyes. "And yes Iris like I just said point 3 seconds ago there is something wrong. Of cours...
