Chapter 1
So, after getting a few crimes we are going to find out about later, she ran in the darkness of this cold night to get to the graveyard. There she met a boy with darkest imaginable shade of eyes and curly brown hair that matched the one of evil wizard characters you find in old movies as he was casually enjoying his cup noodles. It took a few long breaths and a moment of relaxation to finally start talking to this strange guy standing in front of her, enjoying his noodles. "Hey" well, thats how a basic interaction starts. He looked at her with pure disgust. Who was random girl he didnt even know trying to talk to him? Then he remembered he is, in fact, an illegal group member, and sometimes, stupid people want to join. So, he responded with a simple and cold-hearted "Hey."..... so the silence then became loud. "I want to join your psychopathic group. I would believe you could help me with that." So he looked at her for a few seconds as he finshed his cup noodles, walked up to a trash can and auickly threw them away before rushing towards her as if a gang of wild animals was chasing him, just to ask a simple and dry question "name?" It did not take her a long to respond, as a quick and usual and in this situation acceptable line was obvious "Elisabeth Ann Anderson". Silence, again filled up the empty and cold, dark air around them in this unexpected evening. "Too long" he responded even faster and more emotionless than usually when a small smile painted across his visually pale face "Me and the group are just gonna call you Elis". The poor girl took offence to that "Elis? Thats so incredibly stupid i actually do not know what argument am i supposed to use against it". Oh well, the cold realities of her existance struck again, as she had to "just deal" with this new nickname. So of course, being a responsible crimminal, this guy asked a few more questions like "do you have a traumatising backstory or are you just mentally ill from birth?" And the response to that one is pretty simple actually: "My mom randomly started torturing our family when i was 14 so my dad commited a suicide and then she went crazy and attempted to kill me and my brother and then herself so we can unite in afterlife and be a perfect family but that didnt sit with me right so i killed her and fled from police that soon arrived to our house with by 8 years old brother that was barely keeping his loud screams and cries in not because of fear, but because our mothers murder attempts left him extremly phisically hurt and i couldnt treat him so he started begging me to kill him and then started threatening so i had to do it and then i was on run for a few days untill i met this weird guy on the streets and he told me to come to you because "that is where most mentally unstable and traumatised crimminals go when they do not feel like going to jail" so i listened to him and got here and i don't really have many options here so please just lease allow me to stay because i am about to die pretty soon and am pretty sure i will not even have a grave considering how the things are going right now." After that trauma-dumping, it did not take this guy long enough to allow her to join his.... whatever the reader decides to call it. So they took a long path down the forest, nothing but scary silence and darkness of this cold night around them. They got there safely without anyone important noticing their wandering souls. When they got to the end of this path, the girl was introduced to a big, old looking, castle-like house that looked like it has survived wars. Many parts of it being fallen apart, the roof covering only some places, most of the windows being broken and the mess just being thrown around all over the building. Behind the building was something between a large lake that had a whole another city on the other side. The city on the opposite side of the lake took place on a mountain that was for the most part, covered in green forest. The houses had a really cute and old-fashioned style with lots of street lights that were shining in distance. But the main character was on the other side, in this old and fallen apart building with no humans other than five psychos around her. Now to the psychos, the first one is Jacktonie. The first guy that took her there. Now his real name remained a mistery, everyone here was found by another member and all names stay secret to other members. Every new person is just known as whatever the person finding them decides. So there are now officially 6 members, Elis, Jacktonie, Menie, Sahare, Iskee, Hingea. Elis, Menie and Hingea are all girls and other members are guys. Menie is 7 by the way and by far the most loved person there. She is the princess of the group and herself is the nicest member. Hingea came up with the group in the first place after being the most wanted crimminal in the world and faking her death. Sahare and Iskee are her older brothers that were both born with mental illness. Having realised that some people dont choose this kind of life, she created a secret group for those people and hid her and her brother's names just for safety and it became their tradition as other members joined in. Now it's the time for our main character to survive this kind of life. When she first met these people, she was impressed at how vocal and nice people with these kind of troubles can be to each other. They were, as a part of their rules, not allowed to pry into each others life so she never really got to know them too well, same with how others never really knew her that well either. They brought daily goods in form of clothes and food, Elis never really knew where they got them. It was usually a cheap and a small meal or a road kill. They enjoyed it tho, whatever it took to survive. On the first day there, Hingea took interest in her because she was new and they didn't really know her all that well. So the conversation started with some casual words and themes that flew away with wind as Hingea opened up more about her past. It was traumatic to hear about the abuse and even SA this girl has faced and just for the moment, 30 of her victims, most of them innocent seemed justfied. She had so much regret for all the murder and pain she caused. "There is not many reasons to try and justify me" she cried out in pain "but there was no protector for me either! I suffered and made others suffer and try to justify myself and it got to the poiny where i am questioning all of it and i don't even know if i deserve to be alive but...." Silence filled the room up again. The day vent by quickly and it was time for Elis and everyone to be thrown into the realm of dreams and nightmares again. That night Elis had a dream about killing one of students in her old school. How ironic isn't it?
