an Idea for a sort of thriller story

    July 16th, 1994 SpringTown US
  Isabella ran down the bloodied hallways, not stopping or looking back for a second. She knew if she stopped she'd be captured and killed.
  She didn't even stop to look at the decapitated and gutted body of one of her closest friends.   She made it to the glass door that stopped her from freedom and decided she didn't have time to look for keys.
  It was close by.
  She instead punched through the window, shattering the glass and running to her car.
  She didn't hesitate starting it and speeding away as fast as she could. With the glass In her hand it was painful but she was happy to have survived the massacre.
  Without knowing what to do she drove four hours to Washington to find her sister, who worked for the FBI.
  "Bella? What are you doing here this late?" She asked.
  "Mari we need to talk." She replied.
  After telling the story and what she saw, Mari and her parter shut down the asylum and hated it off.
 
June 4th, 2019, SpringTown US
 
  "Becca! Becca!"
  Rebecca looked up from her book to see Candace and Leo running up to her. Annette wasn't far behind.
  "Becca! The fair! It's here early!" Candace said, shaking with excitement.
  "Really? Mother said it would not be here until next week." Rebecca pointed out.
  "Yeah! So did ours but Thomas got it to come earlier somehow!" Leo said.
  "Well cmon kid. Let's get goin." Annette added, putting out her cigarette.
  Rebecca smiles and fallowed her friends to Annettes car.
  She loved her friends as family. All of them.
  There was Candace, a fourteen year old with a lot of energy. In summer she usually wore her black crop top, blue jeans, and white tennis shoes. Her hair was dyed emerald and her eyes blue like the seas.
  Candaces twin brother Leo, looked smaller, scrawnier, and dressed like it was fall year round.
  He wore a oversized red hoodie, sweatpants, and the same white tennis shoes, and kept his long red hair down, leaving his bangs over his face. The twins were identical and would still be if Candace didn't dye her hair.
  Annette was the oldest out of their group. Eighteen. Her home life definitely wasn't the best but she didn't care. She was a hell of a fighter and good at deceiving people.
  Annette or Annie as some call her, wore a black t-shirt, short jean shorts, black boots, and her black hair was tied nicely in a ponytail.
  She was the furthest thing from sophisticated but, Rebecca liked her anyways.
  As for Rebecca, she was the richest girl in town, aside from her mother. Rebecca had light red  hair that she kept in a braid, brown eyes, and freckled pale skin. She wore a purple shirt, black leggings, and brown boots.
  They made it to the fair in record time. Annie never drove the speed limit so they were usually early to everything they went to.
  "Hey kids!" Thomas the ticket guy said.
  Thomas was like an uncle to them, he only came around during  summer though. He travels with the fair.
  It was most unusual to Rebecca.
  "Hey Uncle Tom!" Candace said practically yelling.
  He gave them their tickets.
  "Anything new since I left my explorers?" He asked.
  "Sadly not. We have run out of places that are not down town." Rebecca answered.
  "Ah... we'll go downtown. Just stay away from the asylum. Not that you'll be able to get in with Isabella there." He said, instantly regretting saying it.
  "What asylum?" Annie asked.
  "It's nothing. And don't you kids go down there. Just go explore the apartments and that's it."
  Leo looked at his sister.
  "Hey, I know he said not to buuuuut."
  "Yeah, I'm thinking it to." They whispered.
  The kids went into the fair.
  "I say we check it out. I mean all that's gonna be there is a buncha hobos and crackheads." Annie suggested.
  "I do not think we should. Thomas said-"
  "Becca, we've been in the sewers. It can't be as bad as the sewers." Leo said.
  Rebecca laughed.
  "No, I suppose not..."
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So, would you read it? Wanna find out why they can't go? What's been chasing Isabella through the asylum?

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