Insanity Becomes You [Outlast fanfic Eddie Gluskin]

♡ Chapter Six ♡

"Though, it seems like a dream being here with you now." His smile widened, showing off oddly perfect teeth. I was completely frightened by this man, the man that only hours ago had been nearly on his knees begging for help, who had been frightened and alone. But now he seemed calm and sweet, as if he really was only trying to be a friend in this dark, dark place.

My stomach suddenly turned. Was he the one who had ripped open the gash in that man? Had he put together this mock wedding dress that stood behind me? He was the only one I'd seen since coming to the female ward. It would have to be his hand that created these awfully morbid works of art.

Obviously this man had some poor fantasies about a family. Perhaps a family he would never have.

But my questions began to turn to what had they done to him down below? I knew they spoke of their patients becoming deranged after being subjected to the Morphogenic Engine. Was he one of those victims? But God only knew what he'd done before being brought here; what he had done to be committed to Mount Massive.

"M-my name is Victoria Meade." I finally spoke, shaking from fear. Perhaps if I tried to reason with him he'd leave me be. "We spoke only hours ago... do you remember what they did to you?" I inquired, trying to maneuver around the table as he continued to advance. If it turned out that he was equally deranged as the last few patients I'd met, I'd need to plan an escape route as fast as possible.

"They?" He asked, and then he pressed his hand against his forehead like he'd forgotten before lightly smacking his head.

"Ah! Those men who put me under... no, and that doesn't matter now, darling." He took a few more steps closer, and his face came into a bit more light where it shown through the large windows. I could see where his left eye had been scarred, and was bloody, and the marks trailed down towards his lips. What had done this to him?

"What matters is that now, after searching and searching, and only finding ungrateful and vulgar sluts, that I have found the woman of my dreams. A woman who seems so perfect, who will need no surgeries! Let me... fill you up; you don't have to be alone anymore, darling." His words sent horrible chills down my spine. Fill me up? With what? A head? Oh God, was I going to be turned into a fucked up version of a mother? I liked my female parts the way they were, thank you.

"I-I don't even know your name!" I sputtered, trying to bide time as I glanced around the room for an exit. From what I could tell, I was going to have my life ended here if I stayed with him. I was not going to become some over stuffed mother of a mutilated head, like the poor inmate before me.

All be damned to hell - I just couldn't shake these horrific fuckers, could I?

"Eddie Gluskin, darling!" He took a very gracious bow with both are extended, with a smile that never faded. As he leaned back up, he sturdied his bow tie.

"And you will be Victoria Gluskin. It has a beautiful ring to it doesn't it, my darling? And you could make me whole... I could fill that emptiness inside you." His grin widened, his finger-less glove clad hands reached out for me.

I noticed a door to the left, slightly ajar.

My way out.

"Let me love you." He insisted, his fingers found my hair, and raked through. I yelped and bolted for the door at a hundred miles an hour, opening it as fast as I could to rush through it. Nope, nope, nope.

"Darling! Where are you going? WHORE!" His voice shouted from behind me, but it didn't cause me to falter. I had no plans on looking back. Before I would've felt bad for just abandoning a patient without attempting to help them. But I wasn't about to lay my life down for a deranged inmate.