"Hellooo?" I yelled. I'm getting a weird vibe from this place, and I'm beginning to think this is not a museum like I thought it was. Plus, I'm lost... I walked down a long, dark corridor. Eh, whatever, I'll still explore this place, I thought as I pushed open two giant doors and walked into a beautiful marbled room where three thrones stood before me.

"Helloooo?" I said aloud, my voice echoing off the walls. Minutes passed and no one answered. I shrugged, not caring and walked up the steps, sitting sat on the middle throne. I nodded, it feels nice-it feels powerful...

I feel like a boss.

"FUCK BITCHES GET MON-" I paused, from the corner of my eye, I see a group of people standing in the middle of the room. Finally, some company! I jumped up and walked down the steps to greet them. "You's must be the employees-" I froze by the looks of them.

They look like those anime vampire cosplayers!

All six of them look stone cold, have pale ass skin and black eyes. This is pretty freaky shit, maaaan! The three men who stood in front of the others are dressed in black suits. One has short black hair and looks like he's constipated, the second one has chin length blonde hair and just looks like a sassy bitch while the one who stands in the middle of them has long black satiny hair, he looks to be a fuckboy.

I looked over at the three standing behind. One looks angry, (the girl really) the boy standing next to her just looks confused and the giant standing next to both of them looks bored out of his mind as he stared down at me.

I ignored the others who were burning a hole in my face with their stares/glares, and focused my gaze on fuckboy who has this perverted twinkle in his eye.

"Do you guys work here, or?" I asked, I noticed their all wearing this cool looking pendant thingy! "Hey," I pointed at the pendant thingy fuckboy is wearing, "Can I buy one of those at the gift shop? It's very stylish!" I added, he looked down at his necklace, then back up at me, a slow smile forming on his face.

I watched as the baby blonde bimbo girl, who's wearing the prettiest bitch face ever, stepped forward, eyeing me from head to toe with a scowl.

Our gazes locked.

"Tell us what your purpose is here, or I will cause you great pain." I raised an eyebrow, taken back by her lame threat, but kept a straight face.

These people look like the anime version of the mafia.

"Woah, calm down there, Blondie! I simply thought this was some kind of museum," I paused, focusing my gaze on fuckboy, who looked eager to hear my answer as well as the others.

They all exchanged doubtful glances at one another then quickly focused their gazes back on me... By the looks of it, their not buying it.

"Pain-"

"-Jane."

Fuckboy said in a warning tone, side eyeing her, she clenched her jaw in annoyance. Okay, this is getting weird as hell! I sighed, "If this is how you people treat your own customers then I'm just gonna leave-AHHH!" I yelped, jumping back. Whiten a split second he appeared in front of me so fast, almost like a blur, causing me to stumble back a few steps.

What the actual feck was that!?

"Come, child, give me your hand," he said, grabbing my hand in his cold pale one as if he didn't just pop out of nowhere. "Dude, let-"

He placed his other palm over my hand, squeezing tightly, stopping me from my protest! It's like he has my hand in a vise grip!

"What are you doing!?" I snapped at him, trying to pull my hand out of his. He simply smiled and closed his eyes, squeezing my hand even tighter.

I wonder why his hand is ice freaking cold? Then again, I wonder what the hell is even going on and why he wants to hold my hand! I looked around him and saw everyone waiting expectingly. These people are freaks! I swear only I would come to Italy and come across perverted weirdos!

I actually felt my heart skip a few beats as he let go of my hand and opened his eyes. A psychotic smile formed on his pale face as his eyes went wide. He turned his head and looked at the blonde bimbo who was standing next to the rest with a scowl on his face.

I bet that's his lover...

"Brothers, she means us no harm," he spoke, they all stared back at me while Fuckboy turned his gaze back to me and let out a high pitched giggle, clapping his hands together.

I made a face... No harm? This dude is freaking me the hell out more than any of them.

I clapped my hands and looked at them all, "Well, thank you all for this weird little experience, I truly appreciate it, but I really should be going now, thanks!" I said, giving them all a thumbs up while walking past them. I should have known better then to stay, I should have just left the second-

"That will not be happening, my dear..."

I spun around to face fuckboy, he's now sitting on the middle throne along with the blonde bimbo and constipated dude sitting on either side of him, while the others stood by the steps facing me. How did they-you know what, I don't care! This is all too weird for me.

"Excuse me?" I snapped, glaring at him.

Who the hell does this little bitch think he is? I'll pop a cap in his pale ass if need be! He leaned forward in his chair and gave me that psychotic smile of his.

"Alec, take her away."

With everything happening so fast, I didn't even have time to scream, kick or curse out that bitch because I felt someone grab me from behind and fly me out of room.

In a blink of an eye everything turned into a blur.

When we finally came to a stop, I was thrown onto something soft, I'm guessing a bed. Sitting up, I looked around and found myself in a semi dark, dingy room. A door slammed closed, followed by a rattling noise. I snapped my gaze towards the sound and saw an old, black metal door.

They put me in a frrakin' dungeon!

I jumped off the bed, charging at the door, that has no handle! "LET ME OUT YOU PASTY LOOKING MOTHER FUCKERS!" I screamed. I backed away, looking at the door for some sort of secret lock or handle, but there is none!

"This has to be some kind of freaking joke!" I cried, pulling at my hair. I need to calm down before my heart jumps outta my chest! I starting taking deep breaths while fanning myself. Shitshitshit! This is not working, I feel myself start to sweat bullets while my heart beating against my rib age. I can't even comprehend what's going on, all I know is that I need to get outta here before-

I felt my knees give out under me and hit the concrete floor, blacking out before my head even hit the concrete.

So, this was chapter was supposed to be longer, but I cut short in order to post the rest in the next chapter! Hope you all liked it so far? :)