The beggining...
(first of all,english is not my native language so if i have any mistake forgive me (?))
Wyatt was at his grandma}s funeral,it was already night. It was cold. The atmosphere was sad and quiet, some of the people there were crying silently or talking to each other. His little sister was playing with her dog, Sophie. His mother was talking to one of Wyatt}s aunts.
Wyatt stares at his dead grandmother, her pale motionless face, whose muscles were getting stale and stiff. Suddendly Wyatt}s mother called him, and he went there inmediatly, as an obedient boy he is. His aunt wanted to talk to him and ask him about his life, the typical questions.
Wyatt always hated that woman, but he hated more his son, who was a little intolerant and annoying prick who liked to bother him.
The little sister came running, crying loudly. "SOPHIE HAS ESCAPED!!,I WANT HER BACK I DONT KNOW WHERE SHE IS--". Wyatt}s strict mother told him to go out and search for the dog, and so Wyatt went out without complains, but yet furiously complaining in his head , because he had to do everything for his lazy 8 year old sister, just because she was more loved by his mother than him. Outside was very dark...the only source of light were the moon and the stars.
Wyatt searched thoroughly, but he couldn}t find anything, until he heard the bark of his sister}s dog, and he followed the bark, over and over again until he arrived to an abandoned city. He went deeper in the streets of that place, searching for the little playful puppy. Then he stopped in front of a strange monster that was eating sophie}s entrails. Wyatt tried to escape but the monster saw him and he was knocked out. after that, he woke up in a room full of dolls and garbage. Wyatt didn´t know that his face changed a lot and he had horns now, that he became white,with no eyes and strange designs on his cheeks... but there were no mirrors there so he couldn´t know...(yet). He soon got out of that room and started exploring the place to find an exit. The place smelled like putrefaction and vomit. there was dry blood on the walls, rotten food and many sharp, dangerous looking objects wich Wyatt didn}t know that existed. He went up the stairs and got to a cleaner part of the house, where he was at before was apparently the basement or something. All the place was horrifyingly silent.
He managed to get out of there. The street was barely iluminated by some lamp-posts that still worked somehow, it was still night, who knows what time of the night, maybe 3:00 am. Wyatt, really scared, searched for the entrance of that city, but when he found it, the enourmous doors were now closed firmly with chains. He yelled for help for minutes and tried to climb the doors, but it was useless. He was trapped in that place, he could not see other exit. Wyatt was terrified by the twisted, tall and dark houses, the abandoned and unclean streets, weird sounds, and of course... the fear of the unknown....
Wyatt was at his grandma}s funeral,it was already night. It was cold. The atmosphere was sad and quiet, some of the people there were crying silently or talking to each other. His little sister was playing with her dog, Sophie. His mother was talking to one of Wyatt}s aunts.
Wyatt stares at his dead grandmother, her pale motionless face, whose muscles were getting stale and stiff. Suddendly Wyatt}s mother called him, and he went there inmediatly, as an obedient boy he is. His aunt wanted to talk to him and ask him about his life, the typical questions.
Wyatt always hated that woman, but he hated more his son, who was a little intolerant and annoying prick who liked to bother him.
The little sister came running, crying loudly. "SOPHIE HAS ESCAPED!!,I WANT HER BACK I DONT KNOW WHERE SHE IS--". Wyatt}s strict mother told him to go out and search for the dog, and so Wyatt went out without complains, but yet furiously complaining in his head , because he had to do everything for his lazy 8 year old sister, just because she was more loved by his mother than him. Outside was very dark...the only source of light were the moon and the stars.
Wyatt searched thoroughly, but he couldn}t find anything, until he heard the bark of his sister}s dog, and he followed the bark, over and over again until he arrived to an abandoned city. He went deeper in the streets of that place, searching for the little playful puppy. Then he stopped in front of a strange monster that was eating sophie}s entrails. Wyatt tried to escape but the monster saw him and he was knocked out. after that, he woke up in a room full of dolls and garbage. Wyatt didn´t know that his face changed a lot and he had horns now, that he became white,with no eyes and strange designs on his cheeks... but there were no mirrors there so he couldn´t know...(yet). He soon got out of that room and started exploring the place to find an exit. The place smelled like putrefaction and vomit. there was dry blood on the walls, rotten food and many sharp, dangerous looking objects wich Wyatt didn}t know that existed. He went up the stairs and got to a cleaner part of the house, where he was at before was apparently the basement or something. All the place was horrifyingly silent.
He managed to get out of there. The street was barely iluminated by some lamp-posts that still worked somehow, it was still night, who knows what time of the night, maybe 3:00 am. Wyatt, really scared, searched for the entrance of that city, but when he found it, the enourmous doors were now closed firmly with chains. He yelled for help for minutes and tried to climb the doors, but it was useless. He was trapped in that place, he could not see other exit. Wyatt was terrified by the twisted, tall and dark houses, the abandoned and unclean streets, weird sounds, and of course... the fear of the unknown....