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Chapter 1:

Memories & WRD

A door slammed from downstairs. Great. My parents are fighting again! An irritated scream came from across the hall.. Now my step-mom is going to take it out on my 'dad's' pillow.. Just what I need before I go to the White Room of Death.

I have what many would like to call, 'a tumor in my throat', but I like to call it 'number one on my list of excuses'. The 'White Room of Death', or WRD is as said, a pure white room, with the scent of medicine, cleaning supplies, old people and death... I hate that room.

I used to have a room-mate in the WRD. Her name was Emily Word. She was what I like to call "A completely insane Naruto fan-girl who would KILL to be one of those fanfiction girls who lands on an unsuspecting Akatsuki member or Sasuke...". One could even compare her to an Uchiha! With pitch black choppy hair, super dark brown eyes (she always wore black contacts) and skin so pale you would think shes never gone outside, she would have made the perfect Uchiha. It never goes how you plan it though.

**FLASHBACK**

Our first meeting happened after my favorite uncle brought me a new video game called "Porcelain Death". The story went something along the lines of how porcelain dolls come to life by specters (or ghosts) and rip people apart to eat their guts, and to later bring the remains to their master Fred, gross right? Sorta like zombie dolls I guess. It was rated the goriest game in 2007.

My tumor was found in 2005, and it suddenly started acting up, so I've been stuck in the WRD since then. Right when I was about to play "Porcelain Death," a knock was heard on room 223's door. My door.

"Come on in" I sang in fake happiness. Doctor Mylldew, (pronounced Mildew) brought in a 13 year old Japanese/American girl with short black choppy hair, big dark eyes, and pale skin. Her figure itself was skinny, like a tooth pick and her attire was a baggy purple sweat-shirt, black skinny jeans, and blackish purple keds. "Sup doc, who's this?" I couldn't help but smile at the slightest thought of a roommate in the WRD.

"Airyn, this is Emily Word."He waved his hand toward the girl, who seemed to tense. "She has a hole in her heart, and will be staying in here until it's fixed."

"Or until I die" the girl, Emily muttered. I couldn't help but smirk at the comment. The Doc glared slightly at her before turning around to head out the door. He came back a few seconds later with two suit cases and a backpack.. She's gonna be here a while..

"Anyway, this is Airyn Cross. Why don't you show her around later, Airyn?" I nodded slightly before he continued, "And please don't tease the male nurses anymore!" My grin widened as he quickly left the room and slammed the door shut.

"Is there anything you wanna do in particular?" I asked her. She shook her head and threw her bags onto the bed across from me. I tossed the game to her while yelling "Catch!" She caught it with ease and stared blankly at the cover before an evil grin spread across her face. "You wanna play?" I motioned toward the PS3 network system, pulled out another controller as she sped over to me and plopped down on my bed beside me.

After about 20 minutes of figuring out how to move and beat the crap out of freaky, and realistic looking porcelain dolls, Emily spoke:

"So his name is David, and her name is Sue? Is that an English accent?" We leaned closer to the screen. "You know we're suppose to follow that trail of, what is that blood? " I gave her a sideways glace.

"No I think its Irish or Scottish, and yes." We played for a while, grabbing oil, matches, nearly puking at guts, using chainsaws, and reading the occasional note when Emily inhaled sharply as the curtains fluttered behind us, "It's just the wind." I assured her.

"Yeah I know that!" she defended.

"Uh huh... Sureeeee~" I sang.

A few more hours into the game, Emily started to complain; "Nothing's happening! When is it going to get interest-" Her compliant was cut off by a high pitch, childish laughter coming from behind us. Curse the surround sound in this room. "That wasn't you was is..?" I shook my head quickly and answered;

"No it was the game.." We turned our heads back to the TV screen. A weird, white figure was approaching in the distance. It had a strange limp, as if it's right side was heavier then it's left and it's head is down. "What IS that...?" I wondered aloud. Its head shot up and revealed a glass eye hanging out of its socket, and blood dripping from where is used to have a jaw.

"OH SHIZNIT! It noticed us!" Emily screamed, for she was correct and the strange figure was then limping faster at us. "What is wrong with it's face?

"Is has no bottom jaw!" I yelped and held back a cough.

"I can't see anything!" I took a quick note of how dark it was getting outside before turning back to the game.

"Quick Emily, use your lamp!"

"I can't I have no oil!" She began to panic again.

"WE'RE GONNA DIE!" We shrieked. Blood splattered on the screen as we epicly failed at killing the doll.

"I'm gonna be sick.." Emily muttered as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she fell backwards and hung limply off the side of my bed. I woke her up a few minutes later.

We played for a few more hours. "YES FINALLY!" Emily suddenly howled and made me jump, as we entered a large roundish room with symbols all over the place. Blood, guts and limbs were spread out all over making it look like a splatter artist had been through it and a thick mist began to roll in. "Look Ryn!" Emily decided to give me the nickname Ryn, for apparently Airyn was too much for her, so I gave her the nickname Emi. "Something's showing up on the screen!" She continued, yelling excitedly while pointing at a small red figure which was slowly approaching us out of a thick mist which clouded the room.

"That's Fred! He's the master of the~" I was oh so rudely interrupted when Emi suddenly asked.

"Why is he naked?" I looked closer at the screen, "OH MY GOD!" She screeched as he suddenly jumped for us. Dramatic freaky doll music suddenly began to play... when..

"What the hell are you two doing!" We nearly pissed ourselves and fell backward off my bed when Nurse Grace, an older lady with brown-gray hair and blue eyes who preacticly lives at the hospital, suddenly appeared in the doorway. "It's 4:28 A.M.!" We looked outside from the floor as birds began to chirp and the sun began to rise, then looked at each other from our position on the floor and laughed hysterically.

We never did beat "Porcelain Death," but maybe that's for the better.

**END FLASHBACK**

She passed away 3 days ago when the hole in her heart suddenly took a turn for the worst. Death date, October 6th 2011 at 9:34 A.M. I held her hand as she wished for life. Machines were hooked up to every part of her body, trying to keep her alive just long enough for them to prep her for surgery. Her last words to me where "We never figured out why Fred was naked..." then the machine went flat-line, but I didn't cry. I couldn't cry. I merely laughed.

Today is October 9th, 2011. I'm watching the latest Naruto Shippuden episode.. Sasuke's hair looks like a duck-butt no matter how much you look at it. I'm now sitting in the WRD.. My favorite uncle, Uncle Leo, brought all my Naruto disks over yesterday ( I added them to Emi's stack), along with a laptop for watching the latest episodes. A normal day for me in the WRD... That is, until a huge back hole suddenly appeared in my wall and took my ice cream away from me.

Alright you guys! Thanks for reading, please review! I'm so sorry for spelling mistakes or grammar issues cause.. well they are my WORST subjects.. That video game in a true story, I was playing a video game with my friend Emily it was about zombies or something.. But Emily really died October 6th, but she died in 2010 not 2011 from a hole in her heart.

By the way, in chapter 2 I'll explain what my character looks like and about the black hole..