Lysander woke up abruptly. He was facing a poorly lit room and a figure standing at the foot of the bed he was on. "You're finally awake, good" it had a very girly voice. Lysander sat up slowly. "Well, I'm not dead and ya sound nice...what do you want?" The figure laughs. "Well then, down to business aren't ya?" It steps into the moonlight that flows through the window. She was wearing a black mask that had one small red dot, that Lysander thought was an eye. The rest of her clothes were midnight black with silver lining. "I'm Emily...what's yours?" "Lysander." He stands up and looks down at her a little. "Where am I?" "Horror Mansion." Emily says simply. "Horror Mansion?" He smiles. "Am I in some sorta game?" Emily shakes her, then says in a cheery voice. "It's a place where your nightmares and other people's nightmares come true." "Really?" Lysander walks away from her. "You seriously think I'm going to believe that?" He laughs. "You must confuse me for a fool babe." Emily stares at him with her one red eye. "Well then, guess I'll just have to show you." She walks up to his side. "Open the door and find out for yourself."
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(there might be a double post of the same thing, we'll see haha) "Fine, I will." Lysander reached for the door handle. "Wait!" Emily yelled, close to his ear. "OW! The hell do you want?" Lysander rubbed his ear. "Take this." She reached in to her pocket, that was also lined with silver, and took out a medium sized piece of wood and handed it to him. Lysander looked at it's size and weighed it in his hand. "How deep are your pockets...?" Lysander smiled. The wood had pretty good weight to it, it could bash a human head in if enough force was used. "What is it for?" He asked. "You'll see...." Emily said in a playful tone. Lysander didn't like it. He put his hand on the door knob and turned it the left, before yanking it open. "See nada, nothin uh...the French word for nothin!" Just when he finished speaking a hand reached out and grabbed for his neck. "Holy!" I swung the piece of wood down hard onto the hand. Bone cracked and a high pitched screech followed. "The hell man!" Came the voice from the darkness "The hell is your problem!" Lysander moved away from the door and let the moonlight hit the figure. It was a boy, around the age of 12. "Oh crap man!" Lysander crouched down then turned to Emily. "Help!" Emily just stood there. Lysander looked at her with disbelief in his eyes. Lysander's eyes bulged out of his head, he started to cough and choke. He turned his head around to see that the boys broken hand had become hairy and large. "Stupid human, you can't kill a demon with a stick!" The boy face contorted at a weird angle then snapped back. "I'm gonna eat your tongue then feed you to my children!" The boys face started growing hair. "What the...." That was Lysander's last words before he blacked out.
Lysander woke up on a cold metal floor. "Believe me now?" Came a familiar voice. Lysander's vision cleared and he focused on a figure sitting down in a chair in front of him. "Emily?" He said "That you?" "Yeah it's me." She said standing up then walking towards him. Lysander caught a glimpse of her shoes. "Are...are those converse?" He started laughing then that laughter changed into pain. "Dammit! Why am I hurting?" "That 'demon' slung you across the wall then started beating the crap out of you, isn't that right Jack?" Emily turned around and a small boy appeared with a smile on his face. "...he's that kid...." Lysander felt scared and started backing away. "Don't worry he's a friendly little werewolf." Emily started scratching Jack's head. His tongue flopped out and his leg did a funny kick back and forth. "Werewolf?" Lysander remembered how his hand and arm grew hairy and muscular and his face also growing hair. "Oh...if I didn't see it I wouldn't believe it." "Yeah!" Jack exclaimed; ran up to Lysander then extended his hand out to him "nice to meet ya!" Lysander shook Jack's hand with confidence and smiled. "So what type of beast are you?" Jack asked with curious eyes. "Uh...human...?" Lysander said awkwardly. "Oh damn, so you're like Emily then." Emily stepped up then patted Jack's shoulder. "Go guard the door, I'm going to show Lysander around and intro him to the rest of the gang." Jack obeyed faithfully and walked off. "There's more people?" Lysander asked. "3 people and 2 beast, the other one is a Sphinx." "Oh really?" Lysander smiled. "Sounds interesting, she about our height." "Nope, she's around 6 feet." Emily started walking to a door with a green [ EXIT ] sign on top. "Well, come on."
Lysander and Emily walked down a dark hallway, the walls were grey colored brick and the floors looked as if it should belong inside a hospital. "So, what you told me back there, in that bedroom...?" Lysander looked down at her. "Yes, that was all true, except I left things out." Emily's one red eye took a glimpse of him. "Like...?" "Like...well...I don't know for sure but everyone I met has something special about them," Emily took a breath before continuing "Jack is a werewolf and a master hunter, I come from a family of Assassins, my great grandma could kill you with a touch. I don't know about you, so it's your job to tell me what you do." Emily looked at him and studied him. Lysander had dark brown skin, a messy small afro, his clothes weren't very impressive because all he wore was a dirty white shirt, black baggy shorts, black socks, and black sports slippers. She figured he wasn't going to be of much use in a fight. "Well," Lysander started, "I grew up in a ghetto, Germany and most of the east hemisphere joined up and took over the US and made most of us live in the worse place imaginable. I pretty much had to steal, fight, and kill just to provide for my family. That's all you're getting outta me." Lysander caught a glimpse of a flying roach hit a blinking light. "Hmm...this just proves my guess even further..." Emily smiled in her mask. "You'll be very useful to us." "Whoever said I'll join up with you guys?" "If you don't, we'll kill you and feed you to Jack on a full moon." Emily snorts then laughs. "Whatever...." Lysander saw a light shine at the end of the hallway. "We're almost there." Emily said.