Chapter 3: Willa's Flashback
Author's Note:
I like this chapter because it goes into Willa's backstory. No idea how long it's going to be. Enjoy
Willa POV:
In about 20 minutes, we found a room in the crappiest motel you can imagine. The ceilings leaked even when it wasn't raining, half the letters on the sign had burned out, and one of the rooms had been closed due to a 'crime scene'.
That didn't really bother me, living in the asylum was worse, and Finn didn't seem to care, so we rented a room with the money he didn't pay the bus driver, and rushed into room 7G, not wanting me to be recognized.
When we were in the room, Finn was quick to lock the door and pull out his laptop. Once the laptop was properly placed on a small table, he turned to me and said "Well?"
I pretended not to know what he was talking about. "Well what?"
"You know what, Willa! The asylum! You never told me what happened!"
I let out a sigh, realizing I wasn't going to get out of this. "Fine, but you might want to sit down. It's a complicated story. Not long, just…complicated"
He took a seat on one of the twin-sized beds and looked at me expectantly.
I sighed again, sat down across from him, and began my story.
Flashback
I was dropped off at an airport in Maine, that's all I knew about where I was going. I knew I was going to have to get used to my new hair. I was surprised when that was the only thing they changed about me.
I was walking through the airport, towards baggage claim. On the way there, a girl I soon recognized as a cast member, stopped me and said "You won't need any of you're stuff"
Like any person would be, I was confused. "What do you mean? Why wouldn't I need anything? Don't I at least need clothes?"
"No. I'll explain it all on the way there" She started walking through the airport
"On the way where?" I asked, not moving a muscle
She looked back at me remorsefully. "Northbind Mental Asylum"
I was shocked, but followed her anyways, knowing this was going to be the worst acting experience ever.
End Flashback
"Ever since then I've been cramped up in that nut-hole. I swear, if I hadn't escaped when I did, I probably would have gone insane for real. The rooms were old and musty, the workers couldn't care less what happened to you, and everywhere you went, all you smelled was baby powder and coffee."
Finn looked down at the floor, nodding understandingly. "I can see how that would be a problem…"
"Yea…"
We sat in silence for a few minutes, no one speaking, no one knowing what the next step would be.
Then, suddenly, Finn's laptop buzzed, indicating he got an email. He walked over and looked at the desktop. His face lit up. "It's from Wanda!"
I quickly joined him at the table. We both sat down and looked at the email.
"This doesn't make sense…" Finn's face returned to it's earlier expression, which was no expression at all.
The email was just a map of the United States, completely white except for one state, Nebraska, which was highlighted in red. I decided to try clicking on Nebraska and see what happened. I'm glad I did, the map zoomed in and a small town called Casterville in the middle of the state was highlighted in blue.
Finn had gotten up and was pacing the room, trying to figure out the map. I looked over at him. "Finn"
He was whispering nonsense to himself
"Finn…"
More nonsense
"FINN!"
"WHAT?" He finally snapped out of his daze
"I think I found our next stop…" I gestured towards the computer
He walked over and looked at the screen. "Great. Now we just have to find out how we're gonna get there…"
THE END! This chapter is very bad and I now realize that and I am sorry if you didn't like it. Still looking for ideas for names and locations!
R&R
-areneh4086
