The Becoming | Sweeney Todd

Chapter 5 | Ocean

Every morning I would wake up, not noticing how sick and cruel everything truly was anymore. My whole world was a box.

I couldn't say I was mentally stable. I wished, but I could not.

Lacking absolutely any freedom was a mental cage in and out.

Oh but the 'worst' of all criminals sure did enjoy my company...

Criminals like Camilla Persue, a woman who was seemingly attracted to other women romanticly, therefore they put her in a mental asylum but she was always so good and always so close to escaping, they placed her here.

Camilla told me that the only reason she was not yet slaughtered by the law was because of her brother, who was in the law and friends with high authorities.

Camilla and I would sometimes meet during work hours, and talk about our struggles, gossip and more...

I was never uncomfortable around her, unlike the other men or women...

I believe Camilla was the only one who actually kept my thoughts intact.

Then there was Rosalind, who ended up being my cell's neighbour ever since that lady next door died.

Rosalind was shy, but had an amazing talent in telling stories...

She was also in love with Mr. Barker...

That was indeed how I met her.

She overheard gossip about how him and I have spoken before, she had asked me for help to get her to meet him...

But I never ended up helping her...

I kept putting it off...

Because at that moment in time, even I grew terified of his presence.

His once light brown hair, has become completely pitch black from the lack of sunlight he received over the years.

His eyes were of a dead man, with lurking shadows covering them, not letting a single light to even reflect from his eyes.

His glance was always murderous...

I was afraid for Camilla's life, and yet she still bothered me with the introduction.

Watching the guards in the canteen, became a habit of self awareness, especially if they moved for even a split second.

And while sitting in the canteen, my eyes jumped to the movement of four guards...

I stopped eating, and like a wide-eyed deer, I watched how they were all marching...

... to Mr. Barker's lonely table.

They were going to bring him out again.

It wasn't the first time I watched them taking him out through the right hall's doorway...

I slightly frowned while seeing him seized by four guards...

Then his struggling figure...

Eventually his struggling died, and he accepted his fate to being dragged through that right door...

I frowned further...

He even faced the right, towards the door, in defeat...

And the guards tightened their grips...