MALEVOLENT: THE CURIOUS CASE OF MR. WIDEMOUTH

Chapter 2: Therapy

The clock on the wall had ticked.

Darryl sat in the waiting room of the doctors office to who the doctor he was prescribed therapy to deal with his trauma.

"Darryl, Dr. Rogers will see you now." The desk lady said.

Darryl walked inside.

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"So how have the past week been going since your release from the asylum?" Dr. Rogers asked.

"It's been going great." Darryl said.

Darryl watched the doctor write stuff down into the computer.

Darryl had turned to look outside the window of the office building and had glimpsed and had seen a brief sight of what could've sworn was Mr. Widemouth but of course could've been just a squirrel jumping off the ledge of the one story office building.

"So how far have you been able to repress your childhood memory of Mr. Widemouth?" Dr. Rogers said.

"To be honest....." Darryl trailed off.

"To be honest I don't really remember anything from my encounter of him, I couldn't recall the last time I had met him." Darryl said.

Darryl had his memory flash back to all of the things and prior events of his encounter of Mr. Widemouth and such when had been diagnosed with mono at 8 years old, so far that was the only memory he had of him the rest so far had been a blur.

"So you can't recall when was the last time you had run into him?" Dr. Rogers said.

"No, but like I said he seemed to have only appeared to me when I was sick from mono but that was about it really, he'd hide under my bed or in one of the small cubby holes on the wall of my bedroom whenever my mom came in to check on me and would come back out when she had left." Darryl said.

"Mhm." Dr. Rogers said.

"Was there any reason as to why he had done so?" Dr. Rogers said.

"Hm...." Darryl had paused and thought about for a brief moment.

"I guess he always said it was because he was worried that if my mom or dad had seen him with me they wouldn't allow him to play with me." Darryl said.

"Was there any reason as to why he had thought that?" Dr. Rogers said.

"Not that I can recall really, to be honest I always assumed he didn't want to be seen other than by me for some reason, not sure as to why though." Darryl said.

"What else would he do?" Dr. Rogers said.

"He'd try to get me to juggle knives for some reason." Darryl said.

"What else?" Dr. Rogers asked.

"I remember one time when I had first met him he had me jump out of a window that was in a empty room of the house I lived inside of at the time, I only suffered from a fractured shoulder at the time due to the impact of the fall." Darryl said.

"Surely you could've been killed by that." Dr. Rogers said in shock.

Looking on it Darryl had thought to himself, that yeah he could've been killed or at least by the very worst paralysed permanently from the waist down while being wheelchair bound, he could've died but why didn't he?

The human body so far from what as Darryl knew wasn't considered to be death proof, sure it was resilient from damage from fall impact but at certain lengths and heights.

"You're right, I guess I could've but I guess I was just lucky enough that I didn't." Darryl said.

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Darryl had heard tapping while he had left Dr. Rogers office and soon eventually had turned and looked as a small child sized figure of a creature with matted brown hair had walked towards him grinning a mouth full of sharp teeth that had parted the mouth with black wet lips slowly hobbled over towards him dragging a steak knife behind it with the blade of the knife scraping against the floor.

"Let's play like we used to Darryl." Mr. Widemouth had uttered.

Darryl had closed his eyes tight for a minute and then a moment of silence had passed.

Darryl opened his eyes for a moment to see.....

Nothing.

Just then a slash across the thigh on his leg had been felt and soon enough Darryl had looked and soon enough had seen nothing on his as so far as what he had expected was a large slash on his leg pouring out blood but so far he hadn't seen that.

Darryl had turned and looked around and soon seen nothing out of sight and eventually had turned to leave but then had walked out of the building and climbed into the car with his sister and soon had driven off.