"Masson." A mysterious voice said.

"What the heck?!" I yelled.

"He's in trouble." It said.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "And who are you?" I asked.

"No time to explain. Just go to Masson." It said.

"Ok. Were is he?" I asked.

"Go to north avenue 77." It said.

"K. Were so I go from there?" I asked.

"Just follow what I say." I said.

"K." I said. Half and hour later, I was turning the corner to north avenue 77 street.

"Now go to the 7th house to the left." It said.

"Ok." I said and pulled into the driveway.

"Go inside." I said. I got out and walked in. It was dark with no windows. I walked around it. I couldn't see anything. I grabbed out my flashlight and turned it on.

"What do I do?" I asked.

"Go downstairs." It said.

"Ok." I said. On the way down I asked. "So who are you?"

"I'm a voice that you have always ignored. I'm not a person. I'm only in Your head. You are the only one who can hear me." It said.

"K. All that tells me is that I'm a sociopath." I said and I swear the voice laughed.

I reached the bottom. I looked around.

"This place smells." I said the I heard a sound. It was someone crying. "Hello?" I asked worried.

"Help! Who's there? Please help me!" It sounded like Masson.

"Masson?! Oh my gosh! It's Anna. Where are you?!" I asked.

"Anna?! Where are you?!" He asked.

"I'm at the bottom of the stairs!" I yelled.

"Ok. Go to your left till you feel a wall." He said.

"Ok now what?" I asked when I reached the wall.

"Feel around for a light switch." He said. I found one. I flipped it on. I looked around.

"What do I do?" I asked him.

"Is there a set of keys?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Ok grab them then turn the light off but keep your light on." He said. I did as he asked.

"Were are you?" I asked.

"Look ahead of you." He said. I saw him and ran to him.

"What happened?" I asked him getting on my knees to unchain him from that chair.

"I dunno. I was in the park with my brother and then was hit in the head. When I woke up, there was some creepy guy in front of me. He has been hurting me. I don't know where my brother is." He said. Now that he mentioned it, he had been cut up all over.

"There." I said when he could stand. "What's your brothers name?" I asked.

"Tommy. Tommy Johnathan Brown. I call him TJ." He said.

"Let's find him." I said.