Introduction.
It was all a dream. That's what they tell me. None of it was real. Everything has been just the way it always was. No, Mack, you were never chased by zombies. No, Mack, robots aren't forty feet tall and designed to fight water dragons. No, Mack, your family's right here. Now head on to bed, Mack, you need some rest.
Day in, day out, it's always the same. Their answers never change. But I know what happened to me. Brady too. And it's not over. I don't think it ever will be. The ones who take care of me, they call themselves my "friends." Some go so far to say they're "family."
It's a lie. All of it, nothing but lies. I know when I stare into their pitch black eyes, whatever form they take, they're no friends of mine. After all, what friend would keep me locked indoors forever? I haven't seen the light of day in months, and the most natural exposure I've had is the floral print on my room's peeling wallpaper.
I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself. Perhaps I should go back, years back, to when this all started. Back to my junior year of high school.
A/N: More to come! Let's have some multi-fandom fun!