Here is why jack doesn't let me drive when I'm angry. My foot stomped onto the gas peddle, jack looked like he was about to sh*t his pants with his hands tightly gripping his seat belt. The tires skidded against the concrete as the truck pushed off. I was carelessly cutting off others and scratching the edges of cars.
    Jack held to the seat for dear life. I eventually slowed down when we were met with mostly plain grass land around us. A tall building towered in the distance. Jack finally relaxed and let out the breath he had held the entire time. "You are never driving in my car again" jack spoke.
     "Then better get to buying me one~" jack growled at my comment. I remember jack slamming on the brakes when we arrived at lotus's house so it time to enact my revenge.
    He began unbuckling his seat belt when we pulled into the parking lot. Bad idea. I pull into a parking space harshly and slam my foot onto the brake. Of course his head hit the dashboard.
    "FU*K OFF WITH YOU!!!" jack screamed. He usually insults someone without thinking when he gets hurt. I begin getting out of the car as I hear jack silently muttering cuss words while rubbing his head to follow me. I stop in front of the of the thick glass door, my body stiffening and refusing to go in.
    My mind was telling me that something was off about this place but as naive as I was I reluctantly walked in with jack behind. He seemed to think the same. It was oddly quiet and ambiance started to form, creating an erie feeling that shivered up my spine. The reception desk was empty and dust covered the table except for a small bell that looked to have been cleaned and polished.
    I stupidly place my hand on the bell and ring the metal trinket. A small blonde human walked out from a door behind the desk and leaned on the table. From her long white outfit she must've been a nurse. Her short straight hair was up in a ponytail and a belt went around her waist with syringes. She seemed unimpressed and began lighting a cigarette from a pack under the table.
    "Whatcha here for?" the nurse asked boredom. I began questioning if we should even tell her...

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    I know rurik's in love and all but going this far for goth? Damn. Even the nurse would've sent me out without a second look. She looks like a hooker who was forced to be a nurse. I hid behind rurik, being the little pussy I am. "We're here to see fell goth" rurik replied. The nurse cocked an eyebrow and stood straight, flicking the cigarette into a nearby ash tray on the desk.
    "The new guy?, yeah, I'll send ya right down there" I cowered behind rurik more, her answer was so dead-pained. She seemed to not even like her job. I gripped the back of rurik's jacket, attempting to calm myself and failing badly. This place just has a very bad vibe to it...

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    The nurse was glaring at me the whole time while she had picked up the phone and beginning to call someone with it. She puffed her cigarette and twisted it in the ashtray to put it out before answering someone on the other line. She glances away every few seconds. She lifted the phone from the side of her head. "What's your names?" she asked. Jack started to visibly sweat bullets.
    "Uhhh, rurik and jack" the nurses glare intensified. On the phone, she spoke something about security. Two buff men in suits stomped down the hallway toward us soon after that.
    "What the fu*k?!" jack yelled. The men gripped our shoulders and forced us out of the building, throwing us out onto the concrete. This won't be fun...