"He told me his name was Beyond Birthday, but I could call him BB if I wanted to. He said that he was going to take me away, that I was going to live with him because my mother had to sleep. For the longest time I did not know of death, oh don't get me wrong, I knew death, saw it first hand, caused it even, but I did not know it by name. To me death was an eternal sleep. That's what Beyond told me it was. 'The forever sleep' he would say, 'He was bad. Now he needs to go to sleep forever, because he was bad.' He would tell me this over and over again, but I will talk about that later. It was night time again by the time he took me in his arms as he carried me from the blood stained kitchen. We passed Robert, whom Beyond kicked with a chuckle, in the hall way, and passed through the front door.
His car was small and black; all other details were lost to my tired sore eyes in the darkness. I fell asleep in the car on the ride to where ever it was Beyond wished to take me. As a result I was completely clueless to the location of the building in which I would spend the next five years of my life. When I woke up I was in a 10 by 10 room all alone. The room was utterly empty. The white walls were bare from the pallid carpet all the way up to the equally ashen ceiling. An open light bulb hung from the middle of the ceiling, sending a glow about the room. A lone colorless door was placed on the far right side of one of the walls and no widows were present what so ever.
I felt alone and scared the events of the night before still fresh in my mind. I cried and tried desperately to open the door but it was locked. Still crying I made my way back to the center of the room and sat directly under the naked bulb, crossing my legs beneath me. I do not know how long I sat there, as there was no way to tell time in my little room, but it felt like an eternity. I was starving and thirsty, though no long tired. After an indecipherable amount of time had passed, with me sitting in the center of the room, crying, Beyond finally made another appearance.
The bolt on the other side of the door slid to the right and the door creaked open revealing Beyond. He was slouched over in what I was to learn as his standard pose and wore his regular clothes, the same ones he had been wearing at my house. In his hands he held a plate of food, but from my position on the floor the type of the food on the dish was unseen. As soon as I saw him I broke out in tears yet again. I gazed into his insane red eyes as I called for my mother over and over again. He sighed and set the plate on the floor to my left before sitting himself on my right. He stroked my hair and made small comforting noises as I sobbed.
'Don't cry, toy. Your mommy's gone.' He said using one of his favorite nicknames used for me for the first time. 'She is sleeping, and she can't wake up from this sleep.' He explained once more.
I sniffled and looked over at the plate Beyond had entered with, my intense desire to stop the ach in my stomach getting the best of me. He smiled, a some what softer smile than his typical wild one, and asked me if I was hungry. I nodded cautiously, unsure if I should admit my weakness. His smile grew and he reached out picking up the plate of fresh fruit and vegetables placing it in his lap so I could eat. As I did he explained how he only wanted me to eat fruits and vegetables and other healthy things, because I was his toy, and he wanted his toy to stay perfect. I listened to his speech as I ate, becoming sickeningly aware that he was right. I was his toy now, he could do what ever he wanted to me.
Did anyone even know what had happened at my house the night before? Did anyone know I was even missing, let alone here with Beyond Birthday? I did not know the answers to these questions and I came to realize, I probably did not want to know. The tears still dripped down my cheeks as I ate the food and listened to Beyond go on about how I was going to be his toy for ever and ever. When I finished Beyond stood me up then stood himself and took me by the hand. He said he had something for me to do, he said it would be fun. I followed him to the door and through it.
We immerged into a long hall way with doors lined on either side and on one of the ends. He led down the hall to a door a few down from mine and on the opposite side. He slide open three bolts that were lined one under the other on the door. He leaned on the door to open it revealing a pitch black room. With the flick of a hand he flipped the lights.