Chapter One: An Empty Awakening
Harley awoke to the loud rattling of her alarm, vibrating across her bedside table. It wasn't like any other alarm clock that you could buy. It was painted black and red and had a built in bag of laughs.
"Quieten down ya noisy thing. Every darn mornin'!"
She rubbed her eyes before frustratingly slamming her hand on the alarm, silencing it. She nodded her head towards it as if to say 'that showed you'. She rolled over excitedly.
"Mornin' Mr.J...Mr.J? Where'd ya go?"
She curiously looked over the empty space in the bed. He was never usually awake before her. She shrugged it off, rolling out of the bed. Harley went to the corner of the room and opened a small door. she sat down on the floor and placed her legs inside. Of course Harley wouldn't take the stairs like everyone else. instead she built a slide into the cupboard. The slide was striped and looped all the way down to the kitchen area. She lay herself down and slid inside.
"Weeeeeee! Tah dah!"
As her long legs exited the slide, Harley sat herself up.
"Oh Mr.J..."
With delicate movements, Harley stood to her feet. She looked around puzzled. A look of worry now showing through her glistening eyes.
"Very funny Mr.J... You got me good. Mr.J? Puddin'? Come on out now. Please Mr.J, you're scarin' me".
No response. How strange she thought. Surely if he was playing a trick he would have appeared by now. She began to get increasingly panicked. She ran around, looking for him. She opened all the cupboards and even checked in all the draws but no sign of him. She began a search around the house. Leaving no cushion unturned and no room unsearched. He was no where to be found.
