It has been a whole week now since young Goth Boy has been moved into his new home in Spookane. The only other four residents that lived on that island, well, were quite unknown to him. He hadn't even left his abode since he moved, and none of his other so-called "neighbours" of his had even made the slightest effort to welcome him. To be quite honest, Goth Boy wasn't even sure why he wouldn't leave. Perhaps it was his dark nature and love of isolating himself that forbade him to leave the comfort of his newly-built "lair" as he calls it.
But anyhow, today was the day he had made the conscious decision to leave his home for the first time. He wasn't even so sure if his neighbours knew he was there or knew who he was for that matter. Did the royal wandolier mention to them upon his arrival that he was new to Spookane? "No, probably not…" he thought to himself. "If they had known already, I would imagine someone would have said hello…"
Goth Boy walked to the front door and opened it cautiously, almost as if someone was lying in wait for him; An assassin, perhaps. He took one step out of the house and immediately heard a scream, which made him nearly jump out of his skin. By now, the young goth was already regretting the decision. Maybe he should have stayed inside where he knew he was safe. He ran to the east side of the island to find a girl with spiky black hair and pink anime-like eyes laughing hysterically at what looked like a…zombie?
"Yuki! What the hell? I told you about a hundred times already to stop biting my face!" the zombie exclaimed with one hand over his nose, covering the bite mark from the girl known as Yuki.
"Hahaha! Sorry, Carl. Yuki couldn't help herself that time!"
Goth Boy thought it was strange that this Yuki girl actually talked in the third-person, but that wasn't what mattered right now. He just wondered if Zombie Carl was alright. "Hey" he said slowly walking towards Carl, "You ok?" The zombie looked at him in surprise. It was truly a face he had never seen before. "Yeaahhh...uh, I-I'm fine. But, um, who are you? How long have you been living here?" he asked staring at the goth blankly.
"Oh, I apologize. Uh, my name is Goth Boy. I moved in about a week ago." The young goth stated while looking down at the ground rather embarrassed. "A week ago? Damn! I wonder why the wandolier never told us this!" Carl said glancing over at Yuki for a second and then back to Goth Boy. "Well then, Goth Boy, why didn't you come out of your house? Do I suspect a little anti-social in your personality?" Carl said sounding quite irritated.
Alarmed, Goth Boy didn't even bother to say a word. He just stood there kicking some of the dirt beneath his heel. Yuki then decided to finally chime in after about a minute of silence, "Well, maybe Yuki can give you a tour of our spooky island! Yuki can introduce you to the scary cookie lady and that weird old man who lives in the castle on the other side of the island!"
"A tour?" Goth Boy thought, "Maybe a little tour wouldn't be so bad…" But before he knew it, the weird girl who strangely talks in third-person grabbed him by the wrist and off they went.