Heaven's pov:
The nurse in the door way practically pushed the masked man away and shut the door behind her" are you two ok? I'll skin that toymaker if he hurt you" she said, worry in her voice. I nod" I'm fine. He just slapped me but I deserved it so don't worry" she sighs" let me give you two a tour. Slender brought you here to become pastas but our...recruiter tried to kill you so she was terminated. Do not fear us and do not run or we will be forced to kill. Do you understand?" Both Synthia and I nod in understanding before following the patchwork nurse out of the room and down a long hallway" excuse me....why are you being nice to us?" I ask, trying to be polite. She only giggles" your young. That's why. I adore children...I had a child once...he was still born but he was the only child I had before I died. But now I will take you both as my children until you can handle yourself here. If anyone bothers or hurts you, let me know. I'll take care of it" she turns her head to look at us with a smile on her face, even though she had black eyes and a damaged face, I could tell she once was very pretty but also had a trace of fear or concern, I didn't really know but she seemed like she had did something wrong and was trying to hide it.
Synthia's pov:
I wince as I remember the nurse's backstory, a story of abuse and put downs by her ex fiancé all because of her not being able to have a living child. Her story was originally from Louisiana and it was a tale of black magic, alchemy, and forbidden science. She was killed just after returning from the front lines of World War Two. She was a nurse in the war and her so called friend killed her out of jealously by poisoning her with aders tongue, tar, datura, and mandrake. Once her body was sent to her fiancé he dismembered her and replaced her parts with new ones before getting a local voodoo queen to bring her back. Only his price for such a request was his life, taken by the nurse herself. I respected her and also knew why she seemed nervous of us. She was afraid of punishment and knowing that slender was in charge of this place only made me concerned for her.... she seemed nice but I knew she wasn't. She was a killer and would kill us once we hit twenty or so. I didn't like the idea of death, but considering that we may be pastas, the only thing to fear will be slender and he calls the shots around here
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