: DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any thing that is The Evil Within including Characters and places. I only own the OC and the plot

Chapter 1: Hospital

The Beacon Mental Hospital is a facility for the depraved and psychologically ill. It's at the heart of Krimson City and it has accepted many patients over the years, but only a handful have been able to leave the madhouse. I should know. My name is Xanderia Lovestone. I've been here since I was a kid. I guess you can say its home. It's where I met my best friend, Leslie Withers. He is more off then myself but he still seems to be more open to me about anything. The doctors keep taking him to "the room". I could hear poor Leslie scream in there. I worry about him. Every time they take him, he comes back worse than he was. At this point, I'm the only person he trusts. To tell you the truth, I don't trust myself.

I came to this hospital cause of an incident. When I was 13 years old I tried to kill myself. Reason why I tried was because I was left at an orphanage with the worst caretaker in the universe. Name calling is one thing but being beaten is another. When you are abuse on a day to day basis, it gets tiring and old. I wanted to get out. So, what I did and it's a bit graphic, I took a razor blade and cut open my arm. I started to take out a vain that was visible and sliced it. Needless to say I have no feeling or can function to my left arm. Leslie thinks it's neat.

I met Leslie when I was sent here. He was and is a strange person. He is defiantly a special case. Anything I would say he would kind of repeat. I thought it was annoying at first, then I realized he has always been a nervous wreck. Even now that we are in our 20s he never really grew up. He will always be that kid I met all those years ago. When he's not scared and paranoid at everything and gets panicked, he is very sweet. But it's rare. He follows me around like a puppy though. I can't help but love the guy. That's why he is my best friend.

Leslie's developmentally delayed. He is mostly very frightened and easily overwhelmed by his surroundings, and tends to openly panic on or off on his own, I go and follow him and tell him everything is fine .He has a tendency to repeat the last few words said by whoever may be around him. He would look at me with those scared eyes and repeat "fine" about 4 or 5 times before he calms down. I hold him close to me. He seems to like it when I so that. He seems to be very confused, if not detached from his surroundings a good deal of the time.

One day everything changed. It was a rainy day outside. Well that what I heard one of the doctors say. I overheard a nurse and one of the other doctors talking. "Something doesn't seem right." Is what the nurse said. I was a bit curious about what she meant by that so I snuck out of my room and went onto the hallway, next door where Leslie's room was. I looked into the bared window on the door to see him. The room was dark except for the very dim light that hovered above. He was asleep. He looked so peaceful just lying there. His white hair just covering over his eyes. His small frame trapped in the dingy, off white pants and shirt. I hate these outfits they give us. He slept on a poorly kept board of a bed. His room looked more depressing than mine and my room has a lot of writing on and in it. I whispered his name to try to wake him.

"Hey... Leslie." I whispered.

"Mmmm" He groaned

I smiled. I can't help but do that whenever I hear his voice. "Leslie...wake up. I got to tell you..." I started and was interrupted by a scream. I looked down the long narrow hall. Something in my head is flashing in huge letters that read "WARNING!" I saw a tall figure wearing what seemed to be a robe. It looked a bit like a ghost. At that moment I heard so much screaming as the ghost figure started to murder all the doctors and nurses. I turned my head back to the little window in Leslie's door to see his face at the window.

I jumped a bit. "JEEZ Leslie don't do that!"

"What….What's happening…happening…happen…" Leslie asked me.

"I don't know but there is…. You know what. Never mind that. Back up, I'm going to open

the door." I told him

He stepped aside for me to open the door. "Open….open open…open." He nervously repeated to himself.

As I opened the door I heard Leslie scream. I didn't understand why he was screaming until I saw HIM. I stared at the man wide eyed. I didn't know what to say but I knew it was the ghost that was killing everyone. He looked wrecked. Burns covered almost his whole face. I thought I saw his brains. He grinned at me and looked over at Leslie. Then everything went black.