This story takes place in Hooded's original hometown, until a massive fire breaks out, destroying his family's home, and everybody elses. He is left with the decision to stay in his Ghost town with his dead relatives, or take a quest to the Underwo...
I Was later taken to an asylum. Where they put my in a straight jacket and locked me in a Padded cell. I called out my fathers name. ¨DAVID!!¨ I began to cry. ¨DAVID!!!¨I felt hopeless.. My father would save me from every issue, but I knew that was on my own this time. I got up from the floor, and went to the door of the room, managing to break my arms free, i tried to open the door. it was locked... I then went over to the window of the cell, which had huge metal bars, and was always open. I grabbed one of the bars and ripped it out of the whole, then grabbed another and removed it. I climbed up there and escaped. I then ran for it, slipping the straight jacket off, folding it, and putting it in my cloak pocket. I found two guns on the inside of my cloak. I sorta smiled, as the engravings on them, was my fathers and mothers initials. I began to cry a little, retreating to a boat near shore. I started the motor, and soon was off into dead sea.
Hours later, the boat stopped, and hit sand of an island. I woke up from my slumber, and looked around, surprised. I looked off at the sea, and noticed nobody was around. I looked back at the island, and immediately could tell it was safe. I stepped first foot onto the island and thought of names for my new home. I gradually looked around, and found fresh apples, grapes, bananas, oranges, and every other fruit on the island. While i thought of names, I stabbed a stick into the dirt of the island. It was more like a log. And It showed where food was. I began to gather more wood, and mud. And soon later I began to craft my home..
Once the home was finished, I went out the gather food. I Had crafted a Basket, and went out gathering fresh fruit. I took it back to the home, which was near the sea. I Had strapped a bucket to a long rope, with a long string tied, so whenever I needed fresh, cold, sparkling water, the bucket would go down and grab it. Soon, I crafted tools, and Furniture for my home. I soon had a bed, couch, sink, kitchen, stove, fridge, and a crate, to keep my stuff in. I set up my room, and was satisfied with its appearance so far. I smiled at the site of everything going as planned. I put my stuff in the crate, lay down, and fell into a deep slumber.
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