Mad Father: The Madness Returns

Corruption

With no plan and with no idea. I kept walking around the house. I didn't know how I would save them all. I don't want to let that little girl down. She shouldn't end up like me...or worse.

Corruption.

What did she mean about me not being corrupted yet? Is that why she said "good luck". I'll be fine. There no need to worry about someone whose already dead, right?

Ding Dong...

I jumped a bit at the sound out a doorbell. I saw Maria leave a room to go to the door. I followed her. "Ah, hello there!" She greeted a girl with dyed green and black hair and black eyes and another girl who was blonde with brown eyes. "Hi. We heard there was a doctor around here and my friend needs to get her arm checked out. You see she has a gash-"
"Oh poor girl. Please, please come in." Maria said and the two girls walked inside.
No, they shouldn't have come here! Not more! Aya will kill them! I have to stop this. Maybe I can show them something about this place that would spook them away.

The two girls were split up. The blonde was getting her arm checked out as the other sat alone in the waiting room. I stood in the waiting room in front of the dyed haired girl. I looked around and spotted a door that led to my old cell. I decided to let her see it. I gently pulled open the door and it squeaked a bit. The girl quickly looked at the door I slowly opened. "Hello? Ms. Aya...? Maria...? Clare...?" She seemed a bit spooked. I stood by the door as she slowly stood and walked inside. "Sorry." I mumbled as I slammed it shut. The girl panicked and tried her hardest to open the door, but I kept it shut. I could sense how afraid she was as she turned back around to the dim lited hall. Certain parts of the place didn't look so nice. "Hello?" She shouted again as she walked. Her eyes landed on my cell. She looked inside and her eyes widened. There was my dried blood on the floor and rust everywhere. What frightened her most, was my dead body laying there with stings attacked to it. Me and my clouded red and blue eyes in a blue dress with some of the blood on the floor staining the cloth. It looked as if I was murdered there. She covered her mouth. "Oh my god."

"AHHH!" The girl spun around. "Clare!" She heard her friend scream. Curious and worried, I follow the girl to her friend.

"Hold still please! Calm down!" The girl known as Clare thrashed around on the table she was placed on. I made it to the scene quicker than her friend did. Maria was about to cut the poor blonde's arm off. The other girl I was following earlier burst in through the door. "What hell are you doing!" She spotted the scalpel in Aya's hand and her friend with her arms tied to the table. It was now flipped over and laid sideways on the floor from the rough thrashing. The table was too heavy to push or really hard to pull so Clare was trapped. "I'm going to get rid of her infected right arm and rebuild her!" I frowned at her. People were not machines! You can't rewire them nor rebuild them. They have flesh and blood!

When Aya turned to Clare again, the girl cried out for her friend as the mad woman punctured her arm. The green and black haired girl ran towards Aya.

I don't want this. I don't want people to get hurt, killed or experimented on. I have committed no crime worthy of such treatments I've been receiving for years and I don't want anyone else ending up like this.

Revenge, get revenge...

I felt like someone was whispering in my ear and I spun around to see who. No one was there. "AHHHH! LIZ!" I turned to the girl whose blood was spilling onto the floor as her arm was being cut into. I gasped at the sight and as soon as that small noise escaped my lips, the lights went out.

I took the opportunity to take Clare away from the room. I felt my body turn into nothing before reforming in Aya's entertainment room. I don't know how I did it but I don't think could do it again, not willingly at least. I instead ran back to the room were I left the other two.

Aya and Liz, as her friend called her, stood face to face with each other. "You'd make an excite new pupet! My old one wasn't as fun as she use to be. ..but you.." Was Aya talking about me? Was she talking about replacing me? Am I really nothing to her? My eyes teared up.

Here, all I had was Aya. My body was hers and I eventually accepted that. I held on to my sanity by believing she thought I was special. I know where I went wrong.

I loved Aya.

I thought Aya loved me.

When I died, she didn't even cry did she? She was sad I died because she believed I couldn't be her play toy anymore. A child can get over a broken toy if they receive a new one. Something better.

I held my mouth to keep my self from sobbing. Aya didn't care for me of course. She was all I really had so I held on to her to keep my mind from breaking down. I turned my face towards a broken mirror were I saw my own reflection.

My eyes were black where it was meant to be white. My brown locks were darkening. Was this corruption?
I looked back at the two in time to see Aya running after Liz. "I'm done here.." I mumbled to myself walking away. Blackened tears falling from my eyes.

I went back to the place where I met that little girl earlier. I walked up to her ceil and I could see the sadness in her eyes as she looked into mine. I didn't say a word to her. I just stared and she did so back at me. The ceil door broke and swung open aa the thought came to mind. Once it did I moved on to the next ceil.

I promised to free them... And I will...

I felt as if I was moving slower all of a sudden. My vision loss color and all was black and grey.