Madman's Wonderland

by xerxes-grin

Luna, age 17, has had her mother committed to the asylum. she is no stranger to madness, but is utterly unprepared when she is told to find a job and is informed of the morgue, where the unusual Undertaker works. will she be able to connect with the outside world again, or is undertaker just as familiar to the dangers of madness as she? UndertakerxOC plenty of swearing.

1. Prologue the letter

To Reader,

I dont know who you are, but you'll soon know me pretty well, i hope. all i can really do is tell the story... but to start off, I've seen some weird things. from murders to exorcisms, to the occasional zombie, life here in the fifth quarter is just odd. normal people don't want to associate with the people here. even the police don't want anything to do with us. most of us here have been released from the asylum or are convicts on the run. its been nicknamed "madland" but its more common name is "madman's wonderland". lucky me. no, i was never in the asylum, or escaped convict- in case that came to mind. my mother was released from the asylum, and i been stuck here since...but she was brought back to that hell a few years ago and some foster parents moved in. more or less, now that my mother was committed again, iv become more or less the 'community project'. but that's okay...i don't get involved much with the others anymore...i have no reason to. but im starting to emerge again, and experience the harsh streets once more. iv been around seventeen years...soon to be eighteen...but i should probably start explaining myself now, instead of describing my pitiful life.

it was about a week ago, and the police called me in. i was thinking it was for another checkup, but nope. they called me in to inform me they might have found a job for me. "on the other side of town theres a morgue...i think it will fit your preferences..." one of the officers told me, then handed a piece of paper with the directions to the morgue. i looked up at him and saw...pity? damn...not again...they always looked at me with pity. i hated it. still do...always. but they told me to memorize the path and whenever i felt up to it, i could go and see the morgue...and the man working there. they called him the undertaker. i found it curious, wondering if this 'undertaker' had a name. but i didn't press the matter. less words said, i can get out of here sooner and go back home...then again, i didn't like home either anymore, now that those people are there. but ill get to that later... for now, im going to rest some, and in a week ill go see the undertaker, and hopefully ill get somewhere from there.

ah...i never really told you my name, did i? I'm sorry. i forgot. i was caught up in the beginning...im your guide, and im no one. I'm the border of insanity, and the one who didn't see a damn thing coming.

I'm Luna Pyron.

Welcome to Madman's wonderland~