The Bride

Chapter [15] Trager

It's him.

Trager, as he lives and breathes, was now standing a few meters away from me. Even then, the doctor didn't look very inviting, yet he amazed me again, because he managed to look even more ghastly. At first glance, you couldn't see any hair, but then I noticed the gray strands hanging down. Greasy, dirty and unkempt, which didn't seem to bother him at all. Was it a scar or a battlefield on his face? I wasn't sure. It was very disfigured. He was also very lean. You could practically hear the individual bones as they literally screamed for food. It wasn't a pleasant sight to see, he looked horrible. Though I was not sure, if he looked like this only after the break out or even before. But this was none of my concern, because to me this man was already dead. Oh how I hate this man.

"Next patient?"

Eddie's voice took me out of the moment. I now looked at him as he slowly but surely began to  approach the doctor. He straightened his body, clearly showing some kind of dominance over the other man. Still, Trager was not impressed with the role Eddie played. He just looked at him with amusement and crossed his arms as he tilted his head slightly to the side.

"Yes, my new patient. Have you forgotten about
our little deal already, Mr.Gluskin?"

His words were clearly taunting the Groom, as a smirk followed after gaining the eye contact.

"I send a patient, literally a few days ago, out of that door. We agreed on one Patient a week, Trager."

Trager raised his eyebrow at that.

"That is impossible! How would've the patient passed me without knowing! That makes no-"

Trager stopped midsentence as he furrowed his eyebrows. He looked aside, playing with the inside of his cheeks. He was thinking for only just a split second before facing the Groom again.

"Waylon."

Hearing his name made me lean even further to their direction. It is good to hear that Theodore wasn't given into that psychopathic maniac's hands. But it was a thousand times better to hear that Waylon was the one who helped the patient and that he wasn't all to far away from us. I could feel myself smile and hope starting to built up again. Those are great fucking news and I was relieved to know that I will be soon saved by my friends. I just hoped that they would waste no time on that. I don't want to get married to some lunatic man like Gluskin.

"This ain't good. Infact, that man could become problematic to us."

"You mean to you. I don't give a flying rats ass about that childish hopeful man."

Eddie clicked his tongue at this answer, crossing his arms behind his back. His eyes were scanning the man up and down slowly. Like a predator he then began to circle around Richard, taking his sweet time. It was quiet between them. You only hear the shoes of Eddie colliding with the ground.

"If he is my problem, then he is automatically your problem as well. There would be no new patients for you to have and let's be really, no life as well. You would be enjoying the view from up there...hanging down from the ceiling like a wet rug."

And then again, just silence. Eddie's words send shivers down my spine. It is scary to see how easily the Groom changes his emotions. He just hit the switch. Presenting the horrific and murderous side of him on a silver plate. Though this time even Trager seemed to be unsettled by this thread. He nods nonetheless at that as his eyes glanced down to his feet.

"What do you propose we do?"

"We need to find those two men and bring an end to them. For only then we can truly archive our goals that we've set after the break out."

What goals?

"Sounds like a plan. But how are we supposed to find them? We have no idea where they could've run of to. And we do not really have a clue on their next steps...what they've planned."

"I already have a feeling."

His face suddenly turns my way. I managed to jump back into the Wall and hoped that he didn't see me. My heart was pounding painfully against my chest as I try to control my unsteady breath. But as if God was watching me in this moment, Eddie hasn't come over. He hadn't see me spying on them. Thank God.

"As you know, I will soon be wed to a special woman. And that woman, that is what they aim for. They want to take her from me. That's their goal and that's where we have to plan ahead, before they do."

"Ahh~ I see. Well in that case we do have to put up some fences to prevent them from doing so."

"Good that we are on the same page. Shall we speak in my workshop?"

"Of course."

I couldn't follow them there. There was no way I would go back to that horrific scene. The smell. The corpses. The blood. Just everything about that room made me feel sick. I sigh as I lightly backed away from the Wall as they came my way. I had to hide somewhere, but there wasn't really something nearby which could've been good as a spot to hide in. I gulped as their footsteps got even closer and closer. I was shaking from fear and then suddenly, I collided with a chest. I couldn't even turn around to look and see who it was, because that person slung an arm around me and the over covered my mouth with his hand, preventing me from making any sounds. He pulled me with him in between to lockers. He pressed my body tightly against his one as the footsteps got louder from second to second. I was in fear. My Body was paralyzed by this situation. I was to afraid even to move, I wouldn't want to risk something. But just like a miracle, Eddie and Richard passed our Locker without seeing or noticing us. They got into that workshop and only after Eddie locked the door to it, the hand and arm both let go at the same time. And still I was afraid to move. Who was behind me? Will I die now? Those and many more questions roamed my head as I tried to move a single limp. But after I found my courage, I finally turned around.

And I couldn't be more happier.