(This takes place when Jacob, his parents and his uncles begin arrive at the asylum. Which means this takes place after LOS)

I hear multiple noises as I am in my own little world with my eyes shut. 'Am I with Miss Peregrine and the others? Have I escaped this awful situation and escaped all the horrors and conflicts I would have to endure in the asylum?' I thought to myself before opening my eyes. I was disappointed and heartbroken when I realized I was still in the car with my crazy parents and uncles while heading towards the asylum where I would spend the rest of my days at.

Being given antipsychotics and truth serums, having to spend the rest of my days in a padded cell, being surrounded by unhinged and crazy patients, never being able to see Emma, Miss Peregrine and the others. These were the only thoughts that I had as we arrived at the asylum.

My dad noticed that I woke up and immediately became tense and nervous. "Here we are Jake" my dad said with a smile that I could easily tell was forced. I felt depressed even more when I heard him say that.

"Don't worry son. This clinic will fix you and you will be back to normal in no time." My dad said with false confidence.

'I am not stupid dad. You do not need to come up with a different name to call this place. I know this is an asylum. And I know for a fact that I am going to be stuck here for a really LONG time. You don't need to sugar code it.' I thought to myself. When I did not respond my dad just frowned and unlocked the doors of the car.

I acted calm and normal when my uncles exited the car but when I got out I bolted but was quickly subdued by my uncles. I didn't really expect that to accomplish anything but i was willing to try anything in order to escape this horrible nightmare.

My uncles practically dragged me to the entrance of the asylum while my parents followed about ten steps behind us with a look of fear in their eyes.

Other than pointlessly struggling against my two uncle's strong grips on my arms as they dragged me towards the entrance, I began to study the appearance of it. The asylum was very big and looked very professional. The asylum had a wall that surrounded the asylum, metal bars on the windows, guards patrolling the asylum. Hell, I would have thought this place was a prison if I was not previously informed this was an asylum. When we entered I was practically held down on a chair by my uncles as my parents checked me in with the woman at the front desk.

One by one the staff members stopped what they were doing when they noticed me and just began to stare at me. Their stares and countenances reflected different thoughts, but I could tell most of them were filled with disgust and hatred. This made me feel extremely uncomfortable and because of that I would just play with my thumbs, read the boring and outdated magazines, anything in order to avoid their gazes. 'Why are they looking at me like that? They don't even know me and I don't even know them' I thought to myself. It felt like minutes but in reality their stares lasted less than a minute as they began continue their shifts and activities.

I began to fantasize about how my life would have been if I decided to stay with Emma and the others at Peculiardom and not go back to my crazy parents. I began to hear a unfamiliar voice call and pull me out fantasy island and back to reality. "Jacob? Jacob? Jacob?" I acknowledged the voice and looked up. The person standing in front of me was a man.

The man was tall, white, skinny, looked like he was in his forties and had a doctors uniform on, becasue of this I thought he was my psychiatrist that would be "helping" me. I replied back with a shy hey.

"Jake this is Dr. Jones, your psychiatrist and he is the person that will be helping you." My dad said with a grin. "Pleasure to meet you Jacob, I have heard so much about you." He said as he reached his hand out, which I hesitantly looked at his hand before shaking it. "Come with me Jacob, lets take you to your room." He said with a smile as he walked towards the door that led deeper into the asylum.

I thought about trying to make a break for it again, but I knew it would make the situation even worse. I wouldn't even make it outside because when I glanced at the exit my two uncles were standing there waiting for me to make a move. I reluctantly stood up from my chair and walked towards Dr. Jones.

When I was next to him he put a hand on my shoulder and told my parents "don't worry Mister and Misses Portman, I am going to take good care of him" He said with a grin. There was something...off about Dr. Jones, I felt that way right when I laid my eyes on him. The way he talked and the way he behaved felt too robotic and it felt like he was hiding something.

I began to follow him down a hallway that contained several rooms that looked liked rooms used for patients. After about thirty seconds of walking Dr. Jones stops and opens a door to a patient room. "Here's your room" he said with a grin. The grin was unsettling which immediately made me walk into the room just to avoid his smile for a couple seconds. The cell looked exactly like I thought it would. The room was small, basic and just boring. All it had was a bed, sink, and a toilet that was at the back wall. 'I'm going to go mad by just being bored in this god forsaken cell' I said to myself. When I turned around Dr. Jones throws me some clothes.

"These are the clothes that you are required to wear. Please make yourself feel comfortable and your first appointment will be first thing in the morning." He says with his stupid smile again before closing the door and locking it.

'Wow. I cant even wear my own clothes? This place is horrible. If I somehow don't lose my mind by constantly being forced to take antipsychotics and taking truth serums, then I definitely will lose it from boredom.' I thought to myself as I began to remove my clothes and put on the clothes that were provided for me. The clothes were very basic, it consisted of white socks, white shirt, white pants, and it had a very strong but clean smell. I put the rest of my on the floor next to my bed as i lie on the bed reflecting on what happened today.

'There is something off about this place. The way all those workers stared at me with disgust, the way Dr. Jones acts using his persona, the unnecessary amount of security this place has for an asylum. All of this just does not add up.' I began to debate with myself. 'Maybe I am just being paranoid. I just need time to adjust but then again, I will never ever get used to and enjoy the situation I am currently in.' I start to feel depressed when I think about my friends, Miss Peregrine, and Emma. Ill miss the feeling of Emma's touch and her beautiful smile. I fall asleep thinking about Emma and her beautiful smile, one of the only things that is going to keep me comfort in this place.

Hey guys and thanks for reading the first chapter of my first fanfic I have written. Because this is my first fanfic, positive feedback and reviews are appreciated. Sorry if this chapter was kind of boring, this was the chapter that sets up everything and it will pick up in the next chapter or the third chapter (second chapter might be another chapter used to set up the main conflicts). However, if you find this fanfic interesting so far then reviews, favs, and follows are appreciated. bye bye ;)