I walk in, a complete dump surprisingly worst then hell. The wall paper is chipping and there is trash needles and cigarets all over the floor, the floor panels are destroyed and there is graffiti all over the walls.
A women walks up to us" Aw you must be the deamons family" she said confidently, she has messy hair and a ripped cape like thing around her " really deamons" I whispered into my moms ear " what it was the first thing that popped into mind" she whispered back " yes that's us" my mother finally responds " well than" she says with a psychotic laugh" let me show you to your room" " thank you" my mother says
We walk up the very creaky stairs and into a long hallway, we walk for a short minute when the lady finally points to a door " here ya are have a nice day" she said before she skipped off.
I walked in and set my stuff down, it was a dump but I didn't really mind. After being in the car for a good 20 hours my legs hurt, I told my mom I was heading out and started walking around the building. A man was painting and I kicked his can and ran, I stole some candy from a kid and scared another. "You know you won't always get away with that shit right? " a mysterious boy asked....