A dull yellowish glow illuminated the dingy room.

I remember how cold the concrete floor felt to my cheek. I was unsure of where I was and could hardly see, so it was imposable to try and pick up any clues from my surroundings. My heart beat raced in my chest so loud that I almost didn't hear a door opening behind me. I wanted to roll over so I could see who had walked in but I felt as if I couldn't; my body wouldn't allow it. Although my hearing wasn't at its finest I could still understand parts of a conversation now a little to my left.

"What should we do with him?" Questioned a strong, if not a tad aged, voice.

A younger but frightening voice answered him, but I couldn't quite hear what he said.

Soon after I could hear heavy footsteps, it was sudden and very loud. Two, maybe three, people rushed into the room. There was a strange rustling sound and I remember something hard and metal coming swiftly down on me just before everything went black.

I woke up in the warmth and security of my home, I felt drowsy and much to warm. I sat up on my bed and thought about my dream. It frightened me, just thinking about it, it was so real. I realized I was still in my day clothes, and I'm not the type to fall asleep in them very often. I felt a slight tang of pain in my ribs, I lifted up my shirt and found I was covered in bruises that I knew were never their before. I scrambled out of bed and out into my living room. I was still in pain so I couldn't move as fast as I wished I could, I'm not even sure as to what I was trying to do. There on the couch I noticed by best friend, Alice. She was sleeping, and when Alice slept it was nearly impossible to wake her. The sight of her calmed me and I felt relieved but still frightened. I wondered why she was here, I don't remember anything, and peculiar it was, I often have photographic memory. Alice was breathing heavily and I believe I heard a whimper from her. I smiled at her sympathetically; she was always trying to be so strong and fearless yet inside she was but a poor scared little girl. In a way I could relate to her. I gently moved an unplaced strand of her dirty blond hair out her face. She was a pretty girl, but no one was able to see past her cold exterior that hid her beauty.

I decided that running about would do me no good and I took a seat on the carpeted floor next to the couch. I hadn't the slighted about what happened to me, and possible to Alice as well. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to know. My apartment was fairly quite right now there was some noise coming from the Bolster family upstairs, there were three people in the family, Grace – she was a light-hearted, sweet girl three years younger then I am, making her eighteen. We often would talk about comics and books we read. Landon – Her kid brother I can't remember exactly how old he is, but I know he attends a shitty high school due to being kicked out of all the others. He is a smart kid, he just makes poor choices. They live with their mother whose name I never knew; apparently she drinks a lot and sleeps around. I could tell there was an argument happening there, Landon constantly fought with his mother and often when that was happing Grace would come to see me but it didn't seem serious just now.

My pain was quickly subsiding and so I carefully stood up I look over to the clock on the wall ticking so perfectly, it was four fourteen in the afternoon on what I believed was a Sunday, my least favourite day of the week. Alice made a strange grunting sound and turned over roughly. I placed my hand on her shoulder and softly told her to wake up. After a few seconds she did just that and her eyes opened suddenly, her eyes were not one of her best features; they were a dull gray colour and lacked any life. She looked at me a subtle smile grew on her face, no matter what her smiles always frightened me, though, I'd never tell her that.

"So, you really are alright."

A/N: Yeah, I'm very sorry for the OC's I hate putting them in Fanfic's but they don't last. Oh noes, did I just tell you that? Surely not. I also aploagize for not saying who anyone is yet, you'll soon know.