When I woke up I was in an a care ward of an asylum. I slowly slid up leaning against the wall wearing a white cloth hospital gown. The crossbow was laying at the foot of the locked door. Great. I sat in silence for a little the tried to stand up gripping on the wall towards the door. My body was still stinging and burning. When I finally reached the crossbow and fell over gripping the weapon sighing. I stood up balancing myself looking around. My clothes I were wearing before where sitting in the corner. I wouldn't be able to much in this gown so I stumbled over to my clothing trading the gown for my clothes. After getting my regular outfit I put my hood over my head and tried to jiggle the door open but it was locked. I groaned and realized I that I had my arrows. I quickly pulled an arrow out sliding it in my bow aiming at the window of the door. The window grew some cracks but wasn't broken. I aimed another arrow at it and it did the same. Then I realized it wouldn't budge after probably the twentieth time I shot it. I walked to the window and raised my hand turning into a fist. After taking a deep breath I closed my eyes and crashed my fist into the window causing parts of it to shatter. My hand was bleeding and covered with an outstanding number of cuts and tiny pieces of glass. I winced skimming my fingers over the different sized cuts. I slammed the remaining shards of the window frame and carefully climbed out of the window. Once I climbed out of the shattered window I felt something grab my leg clawing into my flesh. Instantly causing me to fall over again. When I turned my head around I saw demonic creature. Isaac's doing. Damn it. The creature had one eye and the other one was ripped out. Black venom spilled from the empty slit where his eye should've been. I let out a loud scream, when I screamed the creatures claws sunk deeper into my skin causing blood to drip down my leg and stain through my jeans. As I grab on the door knob trying to kick the demon away, I heard a cling. It was a knife falling from my belt. I thought it fell off at the house. I held on to the door knob with one hand and reached down for my knife with the other. The demon scraped my leg and I shrieked tightening my grip on the door knob. I grabbed a hold of the knife and quickly turned to the demonic creation hissing at me and swiftly threw the knife in his head. It let go of my leg clawing it its face screeching. I stood up grabbing another knife from my belt throwing it into the creatures chest causing its screech to become scratchier and louder. It didn't move and curled up into a ball it's one eye going pitchblack. Dead. Panting, I removed the knives placing them back in my belt walking around to flickering lights, care wards, and hearing sparks igniting the going out, screaming, chanting, and wind. As I was looking around I stepped on a piece of paper and slowly picked it up unfolding it. I read it:
Katherine Esmeralda-Goldsworth Drake
my mother.
Patient - #246119
Treated (with)- Shock.Therapy.Medication.
Satus- Passed
Pass Date- December 1st 2013
While I was reading that she's dead I felt tears drip onto the paper. I quickly crumbled the paper up and threw to the ground stomping on it crying. Why did the hospital feel that they didn't need to inform me on this. I saw my face in cracked mirror dangaling from a wooden pillar. I was a mess. My hair was matted, my blue eyes were glossy with tears and red from crying. Dry blood stains hung under my mouth and stopped at my chin. This needs to end. I realize that even though Im only a teenager, I need to become stronger. No more tears. No more whining. No more loving. I wipped my tears, tied my hair up. and realoaded my crossbow. I looked down noticing a bucket of blood over flowing and dipped my finger in it writing on the mirror
May Scarlet Anna-Maria Drake's teenage soul rest here in peace.
Using the last of the blood on my finger I swipped it under my eye and screamed
"YOU ASKED FOR IT ISAAC. YOU BROUGHT ME HERE, WHAT NOW? YOU KILLED MY FATHER, SO HEY, WOW, FUCK YOU ISAAC!!!"
