"Mitchell, you down there?" a voice asked. the caretaker paused before he could paint the rubber paint and look at the door way as a shadow came down. The caretaker looked at the frozen boy in front of him before dissappearing into the darkness. Mitchell was only able to stare straight ahead, but he recognized the voice to be his brother Jay. Maybe his brother would be able to save him.
"Mitchell? Come on, where are you bro?" Jay asked as he came down into the work shop. He looked around and found only one person to be down here. However, he looked too short to be mitchel. He walked over. "Hey kid have you, whoa." Jay stared at a ten year old version of his brother trapped in wax form.
"Mitchell? What happened to you?" he asked. Somehow, he just knew this was his brother. Mitchell some how managed to make a small sound that sounded like a plea for help. "don't worry Mitch, I'll save you," he said as he picked up his brother's wax body.
"No, he's mine now!" someone came and Jay felt a sharp prick in the back of his neck. He let out a sharp yell before falling over. He tried to get up, but he felt his entire body begin to relax. Someone picked up Mitchell, who was mentally crying.
"And now you're mine." were the last words JAy heard before he succumbed to the drugs and fell asleep.