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Recovery time

Standing next to my bed was Eyeless Jack. He had his mask covering his face, his hood over his head and his hands in his pockets. I somehow managed to not scream at the sight of him seeing as how the last time I saw him he was trying to eat me alive.

I try to sit up in my bed to move away from him but wince in pain as the medicine was starting to wear off. He placed a gentle hand on my shoulder and shook his head. "Take it easy kid. I just came here to apologize. I didn't realize you were HER niece." He looks away, "She gives me the creeps and I'd rather not piss her off any more then I already have on accident." He rubs his head and winces. "My head still hurts from where she hit me with a frying pan. Never understood why she used those as a weapon."

I laid there quietly listening to him ramble for a while until there was a knock on my door, making Eyeless Jack jump and saving me from his blabing. A moment later the door slowly opened and I heard Nurse Ann's voice "Molly are you ok in there? I'm coming in to change your bandages." She opened the door fully and stopped when she saw Eyeless Jack. "And what do you think you are doing here?" She glared at him as if she was ready to kill him.

"I-I came to apologize to her." He stammered slightly as he backed away from my bed.

"Get out." Nurse Ann said coldly and Eyeless Jack quickly left my room. She then chuckled and walked over to me. "He didn't bug you to much did he?"

I simply shake my head as I slowly sit up. "No, but you did save me from his rambling. I thought he would never shut up." I stared down at my hands as Nurse Ann got everything ready. "Nurse Ann, may I ask you a question?"

"What's up sweetie? You can ask me anything and I'll answer." I could hear the smile on her voice even through her mask.

"What is my Aunt like here?" I tried to stay still as she cut off my old bandages.

"Miss Marcy? Well," she started then paused to think as she removed my wrappings. "She can be terrifying at times but is over all a really nice girl. She gets along with most everyone here. And," she let out a small chuckle "she can kick almost every guys ass here." She grew quiet for a moment. "Though I don't think that what you want to know, is it?"

I shake my head a bit "it is but," I was at a loss of how to properly ask what she was like. The aunt I knew was kind and wouldn't hurt a fly, let alone be a killer. She was always there for me when I needed her, she helped me escape the torment I lived in for years. "I'm not sure." I couldn't finish my sentence.

"You're not sure if you are ready to know about that side of her." She had an understanding tone to her voice, something I never though killers could have. "Am I right?"

She began wrapping my chest but not before I looked down to see where there was a patch of discolored skin covering where the hole in my chest once was.  Stitched surrounding the area, bruised skin as well. I nod in silence wondering what would have happened had my aunt not have shown up. Would Eyeless Jack have finished me off, or would I have ran into someone else, someone worse?

The thoughts overwhelmed me and I didn't realize I was falling over until Nurse Ann had caught me. She laid me down and was checking me over. She was talking but I couldn't hear her over my own overbearing thoughts. My vision grew hazy and my eyelids heavy. I slowly slipped into darkness.

When I awoke I was back in the infirmary, confused as to what happened. As my senses returned to me I was able to make out a few faint voices. My aunt, Nurse Ann, Dr. Smiley, Eyeless Jack and one other I didn't know.

I could hear my aunt above them all, the panic that filled her voice almost made me cry. "What's wrong with her?"

The unfamiliar voice spoke in almost a mad way, like mad hatter mad. "Well her body is clearly rejecting something and if you used all her original organs it must be the blood. Did you two make sure to match the blood type before getting the donations?"

"I'm a doctor too you know, I think I know to make sure to use the same blood type as my patient." Dr. Smiley sounded annoyed with the other person.

"I collected the blood from donators that all said they were a match to hers. So unless one of them lied she should have been given the correct type." Nurse Ann sounded both sure of herself but also worried.

"Is there anything we can do to fix her?" My aunt pleaded with them, she sounded like she was in tears. She always cared for me but I never thought she would ever cry for me.

"Please try to calm down Miss Marcy. It is such a pity seeing such a strong woman as yourself break down like this." The unknown person tried to sound soothing but he came off more as sarcastic.

"How about I take your balls and shove them up your ass Locklear, maybe that will help me? That's my fucking niece in there, the only fucking family I have left! Tell me to calm down again and I'll kick your ass so bad these two won't be able to help you!" Even when angry I could hear her fighting through tears.

They all grew silent for a moment before Nurse Ann spoke up. "Marcy, perhaps we should go check on Molly and let these two try to figure out what to do." My aunt must have simply nodded because they soon walked into the room.

Seeing me awake my aunt ran to my side. "Oh Molly you're finally awake! I was so worried you weren't going to wake up." She placed her hand on my cheek gently. "I'm going to stay by your side until you get better. Slender man can kiss my ass for all I care."

I look at her then back to the door "Who was out there? I didn't know their voice or recognize their name."

My aunt slowly dropped her hand and sighed. "We had to bring in outside help, one I'm not too keen on. His name is doctor locklear, a mad scientist in the human world. Wanted for mass murder and having god syndrome. And a major ego so try not to stroke it." She chuckled and rolled her eyes.

A moment later there was a knock and an unfamiliar face popped in. He was a tall man with long black hair that he had tied back with a light olive skin tone and icy blue eyes. "Marcy, you need to come here, there is a problem." He tried to hide the concern in his voice but it was still there. I watched my aunt slowly leave.