Chapter 1: Lights outIt was time, time for the people to lock up and turn off the lights. Syrialine waited until it was her turn, she waited until they entered her room and turned off the lights because she couldn't do it herself. She pretended to be dead it was quite easy for her since she could stop her heart from beating. She did so and the nurse was easily tricked. As she was dragged down the halls, her jacket slowly getting undone, Syrialine opened her eyes and grabbed a scalpel with her mouth. Cutting through the jacket she was finally free the nurse didn't realize it until after Syrialine had held the knife to her neck. "Remember how I called you a friend?"
"Y-yes?" The nurse replied in a slight whisper as a tear went down her cheek as she knew what would happen.
"I lied." Syrialine sliced her throat and ran through the halls to the exit she was the first to escape the prison.
In the city a girl named Kennedy Morgan waited for her friend to come out of the dressing room. "Grace hurry up." Kennedy said laughing. Her friend Grace walked out.
"How do you like it?" Grace asked
"It's fine." Kennedy said, they bought the dress and went home. When they got home they went straight upstairs to Kennedy's room, and turned on the TV.
"We are here in front of States Menyard Mental Asylum where Syrialine Hunt had escaped, a corpse was found with a messaged carved in it stating "I'm hidden in the dark." Lock your doors and stay inside at night or this'll happen to you." Kennedy shut off the T.V and looked at Grace.
"Sounds serious." She said
"Serious? Syrialine was suppose to die for her crimes but she couldn't die, they never found a way to kill her."
"We can kill her it shouldn't be that hard I mean oour government is smart."
"She can't die it's impossible for her."
"Nothing is impossible." Kennedy said. Later after Grace had left to go home Kennedy started to work on her school project she had called "Powersurge" It was to determine if bolts of electricity was strong enough to surge and change human DNA, of course she was her own test subject.
7:20 it was time for Kennedy to get into the shower. Little did she know Syrialine was watching her in the shower. Before 8:00 struck Kennedy was dead blood going down the drain, water still running, neck slit open, fingers cut off a smile cut into her face and makeup dripping down like little tears. Syrialine's target took a horrifying attack. Kennedy's mother found her in the shower in the morning when she went to go take a shower, her screamed echoed throughout the house, and Syrialine's laugh echoed in Kennedy's lifeless corpse mind.