The Sky Collection

I sit in the corner of the old room. The wallpaper is peeling, and it's flower pattern is faded. When I walk the floor boards creek. Kinda like music with no rhythm. A mirror reflects my image. I'm wearing a gray hospital gown. My long bright red hair was dull. The color in my pale skin disappeared; making my bright green eyes dull.There's a old desk that's grey and cracked with a matching chair. The bed beside it has a metal frame,dusty pillows, and a fades flower pattern. The windows are big, and lighting flashes across them as the rain dribbles down.I can smell something musky, almost like the inside of a pocket filled with mothballs. I look to the black,cracked door. The one thing keeping me away from the freedom of the outside world. The one thing that keeps me from running away. The one thing that locks me into my prison.

My ears twitches when I hear the old radio on my desk turn on. It was something spunky. I stood and swayed to the beat. My nerves relaxed. All my worries disappeared. Slowly my eyes closed. I felt something wet hit my head. My eyes open slowly and my world appeared. I was now inside a crumbling castle. Everyone around me were dying from treacherous monster slaying them. I was no longer wearing that grey hospital gown. Instead my outfit consists of long sleeved black leather shirt that came right below my chest. I wore a plaid skirt,and had red fishnets on. My bare feet was covered with combat boots that had two hidden daggers. I was in paradise.

I took my purple katana from my back and flipped over the minotaur that was charging after me. I turn and sliced him in half. The blood of the monster thrilled me. It keeps me alive. Monsters started surrounding me. I grabbed my pistol and shot a few in the head. They started gaining on me. Then they all suddenly fell to the ground. With a single ,unfamiliar, bullet falling to the ground.

"Hey Dollface! You'd think I'd miss this?!" The voice of Texas called out. I turned and a grin appeared on my face.
"Not at all ,Texas." I looked at her features. She had long curly gold hair. Her bright purple eyes struck out. She had a perfect face. She never needed make up. She wore a ripped white tank top that showed off her muscles. She had camo cargo pants, and ripped plain high tops. She had a AK47 on her back,a few daggers on her belt, and a glock 23 rtf in her hand.
"Come on sweetcheeks. The others are waiting. Today is the day we get out of the joint." I nodded and ran up to her. This is my paradise. This is my world.