Mr. Murderer

Infirmary

Jerry's POV

I awoke with a pounding face, and I saw a man in a lab coat. I quickly looked over to see if Alex was here and she was, she was lying in a bed right next to mine sleeping. We had heart monitors next to us and IVs in our arms. Alex had a huge bandage wrapped around her leg. I'm so glad she's okay.

"Oh hey, you're awake." The man in the lab coat said. He flashed me a smile and said "fixed you up myself, your girlfriend there would have bled out if it wasn't for that shirt wrapped around her leg." I grinned at the statements girlfriend, I know we aren't dating. It feels nice for people to think we're actually dating. Then I looked at the doctor who's name tag read 'Dr. Linn' he glared at me too, but with less seriousness. He was an average size man, dirty blond hair and dark grey eyes. He wore a smile a bit to often, just like the older man.

"Are you feeling alright Jerry?" Asked Dr. Linn. I instantly knew he wasn't on our side. How does he know my name? Is the older man forcing him to be his... Personal doctor?

"Look Dr. Linn, you know we're players of that old man's game. You have to break us out you'll have to, ple-" I said as I was broken off my the older man's footsteps.

"Ah, haha, I'm here on my own will. I have no temptation to free you. None at all. 'The older man' you say, isn't even that old... I made him look older." He said casually with a smile across his face. I swear these people should be clowns by how much they smile. The older man/ or the not so older man walked into the room with a fucking smile. I fucking swear if I see another damn smile. He walked towards Alex and looks at her bandage and glanced at her heart monitor. Then he walks over to me with a thinner smile and snatched out my IV, I gave a light groan and he lifted me by the neck. I started gasping for air as he dragged me across the hall to a door I've never seen. The older man opened the door and there was a chair in it. The chair was metal and it had straps all over it, oh hell.

The older man's POV

Finally, at last, I'm back here once more! I dragged Jerry into the room and I took a long wiff of the glorious stench. Jerry not only couldn't breathe right, but was also gaging at the smell. I strapped Jerry onto the metal chair and he gave in without a fight. I stared at Jerry for a couple seconds, he looks like a sad, little puppy. I walked away from the chair and got all my spectacular tools, ooh the shiny blade make me so happy. I took a blade into my mouth and licked all over it, a wide grin was across my face and I started to drool. Jerry seemed a little impatient sitting in that chair, so I brought my tools closer to him. I picked up a whole lot of nails and pushed them into his calf, he was yelling so loud it was like music to my ears. The way he tried to get out of that chair was so amazing, his head flew left, right, up, and down and his face began to go red. This is what I enjoy! The power of having them, I'm controlling them. I could end them if I'd like. I grabbed another item, a hammer. I grabbed Jerry's right hand and then his pinky and bashed the hammer into his little finger. His screams echoed across the room, and I moved on to his ring finger.

"No, no, no no no, please, no more! Stop, please! Ahh!" Drool began to drip from his lips and I took my arm back a further distance than last time and bashed his ring finger in with the hammer. There was no scream, not this time. Just a muffled wale, he was crying rather than screaming. No, I want them to beg me to stop! I tried to show my anger and I moved on to his middle finger.

Jerry's POV

I decided to stop, to try and give up. My life is pathetic, maybe I should just go, but Alex. I can't leave her behind, I love her too much. I began to cry and the older man looked disappointed. I'm not giving him what he wants, he wants to hear my screams. My whole hand grew numb, and I'm glad for it. It hurt like hell, I never thought I'd ever be in a situation like this. Alex is the only thing I could think of...

The older man's POV

I grabbed a new tool, tweezers. I gripped the tweezers onto his nail and began pulling faster and faster, but he grew silent. He didn't make one peep, he raised his head to look at me. It was quite dark, but even I could see the toothy smile he had across his face. This has never happened to me before, does he like this? Why isn't he yelling? Please, please scream for me! Don't stop! Why, why did you stop? I grew angrier and ripped off his whole nail. He kept his wide smile and began to laugh and laugh, his laughter grew louder and louder. I stopped, I put the tool back. I decided to give him a hard punch into his face instead. I punched him and his head flew back. This isn't as fun as I recall. I took of all the straps and dragged him back to the infirmary.

Dr. Linn

I heard familiar foot steps coming this way and I grew concerned.

"Back so soon, sir?" He look up to me and was sad. This, this I haven seen in a while. What happened to him?

"Are you alright sir? Do you need a water?" I asked him and stepped towards him. Jerry was on his shoulder knocked out. I grabbed Jerry from him and saw his two broken fingers, nails in his leg, and a missing finger nail, that's all?

"He... He wouldn't scream. It's not the same without screams." Mhmm, that's the psychopath I remember. I didn't respond to him I just began trying to fix Jerry's fingers.
They were very bad, definitely the ring finger. I fixed up his pinky finger as best I could, I don't see why his ring finger should be kept. The boss would get man if I removed it, so I tried my best. I put a black cast on his arm. Then I removed all the nails out of his leg and bandaged the small holes, and layed him down. Boss, was asleep. I looked over to Alex to see that she was wondering around the miniature hospital. I went over to her and she stole my fucking brownie.

"Hey, that's mine!" I yelled trying to snatch it from her. She moved before I could get it and stuffed the whole brownie into her mouth. I felt my mouth drop, that brownie was made by my mom. She's the best baker.

"Why am I here, and where are we?" She spoke with her mouth still full of my brownie. I looked at her with anger and flickered my eyebrow.

"You ate my brownie..." I said in an angered voice.

"Yes, I sure did. Where the hell are we moron?!" She yelled at me. Disadvantages to looking like a kid. She's got a real attitude, but I decided to answer her question... Doesn't really matter anyway.

"We're still at the same place before, this is the infirmary. You had a stab wound. I saved you." I sigh and look away. I sat down on a stool and tapped my finger on the desk.

"Please, you have to get me out of here, I know you're not that much younger than me. That old guy fucking stabbed me!" She said looking extremely serious and a little jumpy after the brownie. She really thinks I would let her out? Even if I would have, she fucking ate my brownie. She's already on my bad side.

"He your boyfriend?" I said pointed at Jerry. She began to cry and ran over to him, like she didn't see him before.

"Yes, he is." She said and kissed his lips.

Ooh, some stuff is going on?! Do you think they'll fall in love? Hmm, do you think they'll survive this horrid game? Tell me, also tell me some suggestions and things. Hope you enjoyed. Word count 1465.