A/N: Mwahaha...two things in one day, as if anyone notices. This is a story idea that I got after watching a movie. While this may be similar to certain movies in some ways, it is not made in any way to copy any other story. So, please don't hurt me. There are no newsies in this yet, but I'll do the disclaimer anyways. I don't own any of the newsies. I'll try to be better at updating this stuff.
Joseph Pulitzer Insane Asylum on October 31st, 1900
It wasn't the type of place that one would enter willingly. Blood caked almost every surface in the mental hospital. There was even fresh blood on one of the chairs. And the people weren't much better. There was a young girl with her blonde hair in pigtails. She looked innocent enough, except her whole body was covered in scratches. Her fingernails were torn and there was blood pouring constantly from them as she continued to bite them. Her blue eyes moving constantly, the young girl sat perfectly still. The only thing that moved other then her eyes were her hands. They were at her stomach, trying free the bugs that she imagined inside of her.
Another patient sat in a corner, rocking back and forth. There was drool hanging from his mouth and he looked almost catatonic. Every couple of minutes or so, his eyes would clear and he'd babble in a language that only he could understand. His hand came up as he screamed, protecting himself from an imaginary attacker. There were many others with varying degrees of mental illness.
While the mental patients were out in the day room, their nurse and doctor were in the doctor's office. Doctor Nolan smiled as he looked to Nurse Carson, She was across the room from him moving the zipper on the front of her dress up and down teasingly. Every time that he would move to stop her, she would go to the other side of the room. Finally, she got tired of the game and came over to him. Before they could do anything, though, there was a loud crash in the day room.
Nurse Carson gasped and zipped up her dress, while Doctor Nolan ran out of his office to see what the noise was. Neither of them knew that none of them or their patients would never be seen alive again.
Joseph Pulitzer Insane Asylum on October 20th, 2006
It was the perfect setting for a Hollywood horror movie. The large building which had been vacant for over 100 years lay in ruins. Instead of saying Joseph Pulitzer Insane Asylum on top, it stated Oseph Litze Nsan Sylu. The other letters had been stolen or fallen off at one point or another over the years. Vines covered almost every conceivable part of the building that they could. The once white building was now a dirty grey color from years of neglect. There was also a storm with lots of lightning and thunder. Fog made it so that you couldn't see a few feet in front of you.
This was the scene that the two girls came upon as they walked up to the building. Dead leaves crackled under their feet as they walked, unavoidable as any place you walked, they would be. The taller girl with blonde spiked hair frowned, "I can't believe that you're scared to go in, April. You're the one who made us take this stupid dare. Now, get out your flashlight."
April, the younger of the two with brunette hair, frowned, "Janine, that is so unfair. It's not my fault that they decided to do this. I didn't even know they knew the story. And how was I supposed they were gonna make you do my dare with me? Now, let's go in and get the thing they wanted and get out. It's no use complaining."
Janine reluctantly agreed as April pulled out the green flashlight and they quickly walked up the flight of stairs it took to get to the door. April snapped her fingers, "Shucks, guess we can't do it. The door is chained."
Janine rolled her eyes as she took out her wire cutters and cut the chain that held the door shut. She gave April a pointed look, "You were saying?"
April shrugged as the pushed the doors open and walked in, turning on her flashlight as they went. Her flashlight wasn't much against the gloom of the place, but it was all she had. She searched the walls for a light switch, but was unable to find one. As they made their way to the elevator, a constant banging sound as of a chair hitting a wall was heard from every corner of the old place. April moved closer to Janine, shining the light all over. Once they reached the elevator, the banging stopped.
Janine pushed the up button and the doors slowly creaked open, the noise almost deafening after the complete silence of a moment before. The two girls quickly got in and April turned to Janine, "What floor is it on again?"
Janine frowned and pushed the sixth floor, "Six, duh! Now will you knock off the paranoia and get a grip on yourself."
As Janine yelled at her friend, they were just about to the fourth floor. All of the sudden, the elevator stopped and the lights went out. Five minutes later when the lights turned back on, only April was left in the elevator. She looked around, almost screaming when the door opened up onto the sixth floor. She let out a deep breath and walked a couple of steps. All of the sudden, a pale pig-tailed girl with scratches all over was in front of her and grabbed her. April started screaming and dropped her flashlight, which hit the ground and then rolled back into the elevator before it closed. The screams echoed in the halls for a long time after she had actually stopped.
A/N: And that's the prologue. I hope it's okay. My friend made me fix a little of it because she's a detail person and I'm not. I've got enough people now. Sorry I can't put Kinlee in, Written Sparks, but I already had enough people.
