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Birmingham, 1919
"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut! Up!" Isabella covered her ears with her hands as she rocked back and forth on her bedroom floor.
"Isabella, sweetheart, who have you become?" 'Fakemum' disappointedly tutted as she paced the room.
She clenched her eyes shut while pressing her hands even harder against her ears. The pressure from her hands doing nothing to quite Katerina's voice.
"And where did you get the gall to slaughter my sweet daughter to become this vile abhorrent creature?!" 'Fakemum' began storming towards her, her voice rising with her words.
Isabella's hands fell from her head when she heard footsteps make their way towards her. She shuffled back in horror as her eyes opened and she laid her eyes on Katerina's nightmarish face.
The face which had began decaying. The left side of her face was sunken in and the skin had turned a greenish grey colour, so sunken in and ruined that at some places the bones were poking out, and at the cheek a wound made the rotten teeth visible. Every time she opened her mouth Isabella could see straight into her mouth through the wounds.
And her eye, her left eye would keep falling out of the socket and hang down, until Katerina would violently shove it back into the empty socket.
"My sweet innocent girl! Dead! And you, you murderous whoring faggot, you killed her! You killed my sweet little girl."
She cried out once her back met the wall and Katerina was able to push her decaying face right in front of her own. Katerina's eye slipped out and she was met with the perfect view into her empty socket. Isabella began banging her head against the wall, wishing the pain and force would allow her to fall into unconsciousness and free her from the torment she had been forced to endure for the past hours.
She had first laid eyes on 'Fakemum' on her and Nicholas' way back home, and she remained in her eyesight ever since. She didn't think anything of it, she was rather used to being haunted by her mum.
But, the moment she stepped into her room, the skin on Katerina's face began slowly changing colour, and as the hours passed, it began falling apart before her eyes. And the silent form began shouting and screaming at her.
"But no worries, they will help you." Katerina shrugged, not stepping away from her cowering form but motioning to her left with her eyes. The iris in the eye, hanging out of her socket, terrifyingly also moved.
Despite her apprehension, Isabella followed the motion and looked to her right. A broken scream of terror getting stuck in her throat as she tried clenching her eyes while slamming her head even harder against the wall, the sight bringing forth even more unwanted memories. Despite her hardest efforts she was entirely unable to force the muscles surrounding her eye to cooperate with her, forcing her to face the horrifying sight before her.
