[REALLY VIOLENT | CHAPTER 15] | Mar 16, 2014
*Alan's POV*
"Hi, Doctor Bruce," I say, greeting my doctor.
"Hello, Alan," he replies.
"I would like to ask you a question," I reply deviously. I would love to sue the fuck out of this guy. Why would he tell everyone I'm dead, when I clearly am not? I mean, honestly, it's the stupidest thing I have ever heard of. Unless.... He msut be hiding something. He has to be. That, or he is just a cold-hearted dick.
"Ask away," he smiles.
"Why am I dead?" I question, smirking at his reaction.
"W-what?" he stutters.
"Oh, please, Bruce. I'm not stupid. I know your little tricks, and don't make me spill them. I'll tell every single part of the authority here, and maybe they'll leak out to the police department," I threaten. Oh, how I love it when I intimidate people.
"You wouldn't," Doctor Bruce denies. I laugh mencingly.
"I would. Don't try me, Benjamin," I hiss. My words drip in venom. Why would he do this? I can't believe someone would be so shallow.
"Now," I chuckle. "What are you hiding from me?"
"N-nothing, A-Alan," he croaks. I leap out of the bed I was placed in during my placement in the morgue. I walk up to the man and look him straight in the face.
"Tell me your secret, fool," I seethe. He will not get out of this one. I'm normally not a violent person, nor have I ever been, but I have to get out of here. If being violent is my only way to freedom, then so be it.
Doctor Bruce shakes his head and begins to backup. I inch forward to keep close to him.
"I won't tell a puny ginger teenager," Bruce says, trying to come off more scary than myself. He fails badly as I can tell he's scared simply from the way he's acting. Terrifying people don't shake in fear. They shake like madmen, not like a child who's scared of the dark because his room doesn't have a nightlight.
"Says the lanky man who's more afraid than a young child losing their teddy bear," I snicker. It's child's play to make-fun of the man, but it's entertaining. Not only that, but it's nice to see someone scared of me for once instead of being put down by everyone else. But is a different story for a later time.
"W-What do you w-want?" Ben asks, beginning to weep.
"Tell me, why are you holding me hostage?" I query. He shakes his head.
"I c-can't tell y-you," he sobs. "T-they'll k-kill me."
"Who is 'they' and where are they?" I inquire.
"M-my h-husband and h-his gang," he wheezes.
"Who is in this gang?"
"Daniel Worsnop, my h-husband, and his friends, James Cassels, Cameron Liddel, Sam Bettley, Jesse Lawson, and Oliver Sykes," he cries. I sigh.
"Stop crying, I won't fucking hurt you," I hiss, annoyed with his unwanted cries.
"I-I'm sorry," he says.
"If you don't shut up, I will hurt you," I threaten. He immediately quiets down, but I still hear the occasional whimper.
"Now tell me, where are they?" I question.
"This morgue, they have their own little office-type thing," Ben says. I nod.
"Thank you, now lead me to it," I reply.
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