Alice's POV, 1920
All I could see was a man with blond curls. When he looked down, the curls fell into his eyes. He was scarred beyond belief, but the look suited him. He was beautiful. A smile broke across his face.
He disappeared, and I saw that I was laying on the ground in an alley with my cheek against the ground. I stood up and glanced behind me. There was a big, brick building. It looked ominous.
I made my way slowly out of the alley, wishing the beautiful man hadn't left.
I stepped onto the sidewalk and glanced back up at the building. It had a large sign that said, 'Biloxi Asylum'. The building looked more ominous now that I knew what it was.
A shrill scream of agony pierced the air. A shudder rolled down my spine at the sound, and I wanted to be anywhere but there.
I turned and ran at full speed away from the building. The scream still filled my ears as I ran into a forest. A part of me wanted to go back and stop the pain, but it was a small part.
I kept running until the screams stopped. I collapsed onto the ground, wishing the blond man was there.
Suddenly, I could see a dark haired man watching a group of people both male and female. His eyes lingered on a girl with long blond hair. The blond man came up behind him, and put a hand on his shoulder. Neither the beautiful blond man or the dark haired man was wearing a shirt.
"How's it goin'?" The blond man asked in a southern accent that made me smile.
"It's okay." The dark haired man said, keeping his eyes on the girl. The blond man rolled his eyes.
"Jasper!" A woman's voice came from behind them. Fear flickered across both of their features. Their eyes met briefly before the blond man turned, and said, "Yes, Maria?"
A short, dark haired girl walked toward them. Jasper and the dark haired man were both tense. Maria started to speak to Jasper, but they disappeared. It was some kind of vision.
The shrill screams started again. They must've just stopped before; I hadn't run out of earshot.
I scrambled to my feet and kept running. Before the screams stopped, I smelled the most delicious scent ever. So sweet, it made my throat burn.
I ran after it. I could hear a heartbeat pounding in my ears. I saw a young woman walking. The sweet, delicious smell was coming from her. Her screams mixed with the ones already ringing in my ears as I leaped onto her and bit into her neck.
She fell to the ground and writhed beneath my hold. The heartbeat stopped, and I rolled off her dead body. I licked the blood off my lips. What to do with the body?
I dragged her back into the forest. I dug a deep hole and pulled her into it. Before I buried her, I pulled the dress and high heels that she was wearing off of her. I tossed the dug up dirt onto the limp corpse in the hole.
I changed out of the baggy outfit I was wearing and into the dress and heels. I really hoped black is my color. I kept on running.
