The Light in Darkness

Chapter 8: Manipulation

-Katrina-

Day 3: My New Cell

Many times in my life, I actually enjoyed the company of silence and loneliness, but today was different. I don't know why, but for some reason, I was moved from the basement to this new room, which was on the top floor of the cabin. The room looked to be an improvement to the basement. Which was nice, I guess. Next to me was a white closet filled with empty boxes and other side of me was a dull purple blanket as well as some chains connected to the wall.

Upon seeing the chains on the wall, I quickly realize that Scarecrow forgot to chain me and that this room was another cell. This simple realization, also me remember that there were two other rooms, "Maybe I'm not really alone up here. Maybe Ali and Nathan are in their own rooms as well." Curiosity overcomes my mind at the thought, and I rush to the door. In the excitement of it all, I call out to them, "Ali! Nathan! Can you hear me?"

Eagerly, I place a ear to the door and begin to listen. I don't know how long I stood there, with my ear against the door just waiting to hear one of them response. To my dismay, I could understand through the lack of neighboring noises that I was the only soul on this floor. This concerned me. Sure I only knew them for a few days, but they're my friends, my true friends. Without me, I feel that they couldn't stand a chance against Gabriel or Scarecrow.

Anger flashes through my mind at the thought of them being defenseless and I punch the wall next to the door. I let out a painful yelp after leaving a dent in the wall, and start to cry. Not from the physical pain, but the emotional. Slowly as I silently sobbed, I made my way back to the dark corner of the room. "Why. Why is this happening to me?" I cough through the tears.

As I sit down in the dark corner of my cell, I begin to hear noises coming outside of the room. I choke up my sobs and listen. The noises we getting closer by the second and they sounded to be like heavy footsteps. My breathing hitches as the footsteps stop at my door and pull out what sounded like keys. Fearing that it was Gabriel or Scarecrow, I quietly crawl into the closet and shut the door. The bedroom door opens and a person enters. I peek through one of the cracks in the closest door and see Scarecrow looking around confused.

"What does he want now?" I thought as he starts to search for me. I watch as he look behind the door, I guess he was hoping to find me there just like last time. He calmly shuts the door after not finding me and instantly spots the dent in the wall. I hold back a squeal and shut my eyes tight as he darts his eyes to my exact location. I knew that I was in big trouble. I expected for him to come rushing towards the closet and attack me for putting a dent in his wall, but instead he chuckles at me.

Confused, I open my eyes and take another peek. My confused orbs find him in the middle of the cell, setting down a few items. At the angle I am at, it was impossible to see was he set down. Without another word, Scarecrow turns to the closet and gives me a sinister smile before leaving.

As I hear him shut and lock the door back up, I quietly sneak back out of the closet and turn my attention towards the items he left me. In the center of the room was, three sheets of notebook paper, a red, blue, and a yellow crayon next to the pieces of paper. Curiosity settles over me and I walk over to them. The first sheet had nothing on it, as did the second, but the third piece of paper contained a note from the mastermind himself. "I found your drawings in the basement Katrina, do you care to explain them?" It read.

I find the note more of a demand than a request and I quickly recall the drawings I drew last night. From what I can remember, they were of the car accident and of Scarecrow's experiments. Deciding to respond, I pick up the red crayon and begin to write back. "I drew those because of that orange stuff. It made me remember the accident and of the experiment." I wrote.