TheEvilringmasters

Chapter 1

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TheEvil Ringmasters

                                    

In my memories, I remember a time when my sister and I had felt at peace in being ourselves. That was before our true forms took us over. Turning us into the so called monsters we are now.

It all started at Rittman's Hospital for the Criminally Insane. Basically it was a nicer way of saying an insane asylum. My sister and I were separated into two rooms. Both identical, and both completely covered in padding. Strapped in tight straight jackets, as to not free ourselves from our own insanity, kept on lock and key, and fed pill after pill, medication after medication.

Monthly visits to the doctors turned into weekly. Being strapped down to a cot with leather belts and other restraints. Numbing us with syringes filled with clear or cloudy liquids. Leeches were kept in a small jar on a shelf, used to suck the 'crazy blood' from our already weak and pale bodies. My sister and I only got to see each other during lunch-hour. It was then where we conversed our plans of escape. Year after year we failed. But year after year our new bodies matured. Growing stronger, breaking and fixing itself to allow us to bend so well, a contortionist would be jealous. The punishment for our failed escape attempts grew more severe each time. Our visits to the doctor turned into sessions of electrocution. Desperate to shock the insanity out of our system, when in reality, it was only growing. The desperate need for human flesh and a desire to kill quickly consumed my sister. I had to watch her grow into a vicious machine, only hoping it could be painless and that I would soon follow her. I quickly submerged myself with my own dark thoughts. I could feel myself becoming a cannibalistic killer. Henrietta, the nurse who checked on me daily, came into me throwing myself against the padded wall, sobbing. Tears of blood pooled around my shaking body, I looked up at her and pleaded, "Get me out of this hell hole."

Frightened of my actions, the nurse goes to the doctor reporting the insistent pleas of my quivering voice. I received numerous shocks to the head that day. It was not long after that my sister and I learned an alternative to communicating with one another. Leaning against the padded wall, we felt each other emotions, thought the same thoughts and conversed about the same topics that were ripping our cruel reality to shreds. Suddenly, knowing the routine of our nurse, we planned our escape, and it was a guaranteed success. I smiled at the wall. But not a normal, innocent, happy-go-lucky smile. Oh no. It was the smile of an evil mastermind. My mind had been molded and turned into this lethal killing machine.... And i couldn't be happier.