Hello guys!

Lovinkitties here,

I'd like to say that this is my first story yeahhh xD So first for the ones that question the summary like (Spoiler) whaattttt, but that can't be, Luke was leaving for Amerika, right? Well yes that is true but in later chapters I will tell you how it works with my story. Also the person speaking in this chapter Isn't an OC, she's just an important made-up character that I chose for the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Professor Layton and his adventures, they belong to LEVEL-5 Inc.

Onwards!


Madness…

Madness… that is what it was called… right?

At least that is what they called this place, how right they were.

Because this place is indeed for mad people, people who committed crimes. People that are not worth living in the eyes of mankind. Well that is what they say…

First I didn't believe them, until I finally had my eyes opened.

I was only 12 when it happened, that moment when I lost it all...

The moment…when my parents…died…

They Died because some madman couldn't contain his anger and loneliness. For a single moment I understood his anger, understood his loneliness and hate, until I realized that what at first was understanding developed into pure hate for the man

I hope he was sent to this mad place, the place I'm residing in right now. Because they also think that I'm mad. They thought that I'd still be the Happy-go-lucky girl I was then.. they were wrong…

I was brought back from my thoughts when I suddenly heard someone speak; One of my fellow inmates stated that a new guy was going to be brought in tomorrow. I turned over in my bed and overheard their conversation.

"The kid's got some guts to try to take down the major!" one of them said. I secretly hoped that they were talking about the man I resented. I kept on listening, trying to find out if they indeed were talking about him. One of them added

"I heard he didn't only try to take down the dude, but also tried to blow the city to bits!" I perked my ears up on that one, I went over to the wall next to me listening more closely to keep track of the conversation

"You gotta be lying, man!"the first one said. "I ain't no liar, mate. I overheard some of them guards talking about the kid, they said that he'd hit the cover of the London Times. It stated that hundreds of people were slaughtered during the attack and thousands ended up homeless!"They all went quiet after that statement. Until one of them asked in a low whisper; "...and that kid is going to be brought in tomorrow, right?" "…That is what the guard said, yes".

I brought my head back from the wall and did a little happy dance, in other circumstances this would've been very inappropriate but I was too happy to care right now, I could finally have my revenge!

I started plotting right away, I wanted to make him suffer. Make him feel the pain of losing something very important. I stayed up for hours, pondering how to do it, the answer came out of nowhere ; the amulet.

I grinned, this could work… this could work very well…

Is this how it feels to be mad…

My inner madness…..

…. I think I like it…..