Outlast Whistleblower Fanfic [COMPLETED]

Chapter 13: Alice Park

My running away phase was stopped short as I ran into someone while glancing backwards to see if the freaky meat eater was following me. The figure pulled me closer by wrapping his warm inviting hands around my shoulders. I looked up to see Eddie staring down at me with a smile anyone could consider creepy.
I nervously smiled back at him, my legs glued to the ground.
"Sorry for running into you I just.. was.. escaping a man with a buzz saw." I tried to explain, my voice becoming quieter the more I spoke. He suddenly lifted my chin, turning my head to the right, and then to the left as if seeing if I had been damaged.
"They came for you." He suddenly said, dropping his grasp on me and staring at me with an expression I couldn't quite put apart. "They came for my wife and they want to take her away!" He then growled.
I stared back at him. Who came? Magnolia? Did she.. did she call the police?
I took a slow step backwards. I forgot about the real world.. what am I going to do. I'm stuck between two worlds.
My decision seemed to be made for me by Eddie as he grasped me by my hand and began pulling me down the hallway. He still didn't look to great in shape, although the bleeding had stopped which was good.
I found myself being shoved into a closet to Eddie's murmuring. "I won't let them take my wife. No no not again." He quickly closed the closet, and I could hear a lock falling into place. I tried opening the door but it was stuck. I regretted even trying to open it as I heard a gunshot from outside. Eddie? Is he ok?? Goddammit why does he keep protecting me and calling me his WIFE! I banged on the door but quickly grew silent. He likes me. He likes me enough to call him his wife. How do I feel about this? I should let them find me. I need to go home. I dug through the closet and stumbled upon a pair of lawn scissors, big enough to cut the lock in half. I began shoving the scissors through the tiny slit and began cutting away at the lock. Suddenly my scissors stopped moving and the door swung open after I heard a crack of the lock. At first I thought it had worked, but as the door opened I could see Chris staring at me with those beady eyes, a broken lock in hand.
With a gulp, I slowly held out my hand. "Hi. I don't believe we've really told each other our names before. I'm Alice.. Alice Park."