Daisy

【 Prologue: A warm welcoming 】

"[Name]"

Your hands clasped tightly together, your frail but slender figure hunched over as you blew hot air on your stone cold hands. "I swear I told you nothing but the truth." You glared up at your psychiatrist." I know, but your missing a part of your own story." She clicked her pen

She was unsettled.

Normally when it came to all of your councilors, i'd be okay to be nervous. Especially when there sitting in a room with a killer. But you didn't know that. "Oh." You rubbed your shoulders. Rocking slightly on the edge of your seat." W-which part?" You tilt your head.

"How you got yourself into this ward, Ms [Lastname]"

"Oh."

"I remember now."

I remember it so clearly.

"I'm So very happy that you've returned to This tiny town, [Name]." Your mother chirped on the phone. You were currently on a bus. All your bags we're packed and dispatched to a small little apartment that you were currently occupying until you were able to settle down somewhere else. Why you returned to your hometown was something YOU didn't even know. "Mum I'm sure you did just fine without me..." I murmured. Rubbing my face as I glanced occasionally to my Watch.12am. "No- Your father is ecstatic to see you again! I'm just— so proud of what you've done for this family." you rolled your eyes before clicking your tongue inside of your mouth. Noticing your mum had just changed the subject. But let it slide anyways"Mother I just graduated- It isn't a big of a deal" you said with a persistent voice." It is- the first [Last name] to ever graduate.." your mother trailed off, silence followed up after that." Oh, never mind that! I'm just happy you're coming home. I'll call you in the morning alright my [Nickname]~? mum loves y—" click. "oops."

Rubbing your temples mentally before recollecting your brain and looked at the dark scenery before you. Nothing interesting, it was currently dark though. People sleeping peacefully in there seats, some awake and playing video games on their phones. But you? You were exhausted. Mentally and physically. You had gotten your diploma for Tourism, meaning you had gotten to go to so many landmarks while you were outside of your hometown. Now your back.

I am [Name] [Lastname]. I am Nineteen, and currently working in a mapping system for small businesses who want to put there building there. Basically, you were an Architect. You had only Two siblings, A younger sister named Hazel- who would be around seventeen to eighteen. And an Older brother named Atlas, He's around the age of 27 but has currently settled down in Germany, with his Wife and his kids. AKA He got sick of our family and decided to make one of his own. Abandoning me and Hazel.

•-•

" Great. they forgot about me." You rubbed the side of your face, standing under a dim city light while holding your leather suitcases. currently, your dad was supposed to pick you up and drop you at your apartment. You hoisted your heavy bags down as you strolled the dark street. The train station not far from here would be still open. Just a quick walk. "its quite dead isn't it." you sighed, how you missed home. You walked back to your bags and gave them a slow heave upwards before walking down the Small Walkway. Going past the closed Stores and the bakeries. The clothes shops and the old antique stores that have stayed there since you were born.

As you finally arrived at the train station you saw a worker, sitting behind the front desk while his headphones were in blasting full volume. "uhm" you paused. Both of you stared. Quietly. In the silence. "can I help?" he said with angst. He was clearly younger than you. Maybe a few years? "um- why is it so empty here?" "Curfew." he responded. Rubbing his eyes roughly before he continued to stare."Why- Why is there a curfew? What's been happening." you asked him, he sat up and brought out a recent newspaper and commented." mysterious Murders doll- People have been getting killed every night and the police keep finding dead bodies with there body pieces completely scattered. Even their organs." he said, rubbing his eyes tiredly before slouching in his seat again."Aren't you concerned? Even a little scared?" you tilted your head, a look of worry filled your face as he smirked and just chuckled."Nah, I've already had enough vacation days. Besides who'd wanna murder a guy like me." he said. "you best be careful if you're leaving here, Don't want someone as sweet as you die." He warned I gulped hard as I picked up by heavy bags and had started to Waddle outside.