I tossed the empty WaySubs™ sandwich wrapper into the trash can and scooped up my cup. "So Mark, do you even remember where it is? I mean, it has been years." I turned and looked at Mark. His dirty blonde hair moved slightly in the light breeze. 

He looked at me with his sea green eyes, the perfect mixture of blue and green. "Yes, I know where it is."

"Just checking," I said as we started walking. I followed him, my dark brown hair that still had rats in it swayed from the movement.

"I can't wait to fix this place up! Its going to be so great to have it back in business! Don't you think?" 

I didn't respond. I was too busy thinking about him. He was so passionate about it. It was one of those things he just loved so much. It was so adorable when he went on rambling about the studio. He's just so sweet too-

"Nugs, we're here. Nugs!"

"Huh!?" I perked up, blushing immediately. 

"I said we're here silly."

"Oh- right." 

Mark opened the door and walked in, myself following behind. "Wow, this is a mess. Just how we left it."

"You and your dad need to learn how to clean up." I shook my head.

He laughed a bit. "I know. Hannah used to get me about that too. Its a bit of a habit."

I cringed a bit. Other than the studio, Hannah was the only thing he talked about. He was always comparing her to me as well. He was a tad bit obsessed. 

"Anyways, we should probably start by getting that ink machine running again. Might help with the mess."

"I didn't know there was an ink machine!"

We started walking. "Yeah, my dad wanted to keep it a secret." We walked into a room where a girl with hair like mine, except brushed all the way through, stood back facing towards us. Mark froze. "Hey this is private property!"

The girl turned around. She looked very similar to me. "I wad just looking for signs of my dad. He was last seen here."

Mark blinked. "Wait, Henry? Henry Stein?"

The girl nodded. "Yes, do you know him?"

"Hannah, it's me Mark! Of course I know your father, I just don't know where he is."

She gasped. "Mark its so great to see you again!" They hugged tightly as I just stood there.

A few minutes went by of them just talking. They didn't even look at me. I walked out of the room, my eyes stinging. Had I just been a replacement? A filler for this girl he hasn't seen in years?  

I ran into something since I wasn't looking where I was going. I looked up. As if couldn't get any worse, a tall, dark figure stood before me. I held back a scream and ran back to the the exit. But instead of reaching it, I fell through the floorboards.

I felt myself dangling through the air. I closed my eyes, knowing that there was no way to survive this.