Desolation Row

He was sitting in the metal chair, pulling and twisting his black hair while shaking uncontrollably. "They're not real..." He muttered to himself.
He had scratched on his face and dried blood beneath his fingernails. He looked like a madman with the innocence of a child.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT SHUT UP!" He screamed. The cries echoed off the cement walls and carried through the empty corridors. A young,troubled boy named Frank Iero had just happened to be walking through the eerie streets behind the abandoned prison when he heard the screeches...and had met Gerard Way for the first time.