Crazy (in) Love

Chapter 2

I carefully stood up from the dusty pavement and wiped off some dirt of my pants. A gust of wind blows over making me shiver. “Wah mek it so cold out heh?” I look down and notice my shirt torn from the middle and my bra can be seen just a little bit. Eddie cut my shirt from the front and now I’m partially exposed. I thought of a how to cover myself up, but the ideas I have will make me further exposed. I wish that one of those sewing machines were nearby. I take a look at my wound and it seemed to have gotten a bit bigger due to the white cloth digging into it. If I don’t get out soon, this arm will get infected and it would get amputated probably. I think it’s better to lose the arm than to lose my mind. After all of the things I saw, I will never feel the way I was before getting in here. And even though I want to leave, I wanted to stay in order to help Eddie. I don’t have to do it, but there’s something inside of me telling me to help him. If I fail, I'll most likely die if I get too close. If I do save him, what happens after that? Do I stay with him here forever? Do I bring him out with me? I don’t know. How I do this will tailor what will happen with us.

After thinking for a while, I walk around this fountain area hoping to find anything that’s of use to me. All I found was a dusty document by the fountain. It read, “Project Walrider Patient Status Report For Eddie Gluskin.” I notice the name about knew immediately who this was about. It was about Eddie. I was very curious to see what they wrote about him in here, so I opened up the document. “Eddie Gluskin. Case Number: 196. Age: 46…” I mumble as I read the words on the doc. It has his Therapy Status and Diagnostics, but I was more interested in the interview notes. As I read his interview notes, I learned something about him. It was very upsetting. Upsetting enough to make me angry and sad for him at the same time. No wonder the sadness was in this man's eyes. It reads…

“…he's claiming to have grown up in ‘Leave it to Beaver,’ despite a traumatically violent ongoing sexual experience that is a matter of public and medical record. When I confronted him with the photographs his father and uncle took, he responded with a mixture of laughter and anger, and restraints were issued…”

“So he was…” I realize what was said with the document making be feel sorry for Eddie. These monsters who were his family, sexually abuse him. “Dem should burn in hell fi wah dey did. No child should ever experience that.” I found myself shaking as I squeeze the document in my hands. I sigh before reading on. “Eudora, calm down…” I continue reading and it mentions that he also mutilated women. It says…

“He similarly refuses to discuss his victims, both categorically and specifically. When I showed him pictures of the women, he would not admit that they were dead or mutilated…”

That information should explain to me how dangerous this man is, but since I’m thinking about helping him, danger means nothing to me. If he still plans to kill me, then I have no other choice, but to run. I sigh relaxing from all these thoughts I have in my brain and I walk inside the asylum once again.

As I step inside, the entire place was quiet. There were no sounds of screaming, buzzing, or humming. All I heard was my breathing. The sound of silence was getting to me for it started to get me nervous.  Any variant can be around this area just waiting to attack me, but I have to keep moving. I approach a door and gave the knob a twist. It was locked. Oh how I hated locked doors in this place. There was too many of them. Fortunately for me, there were other doors that were open in the area. I investigate each room. One had a battery for me to take and one that had an open vent for me to get into. Even though there was a body shoved into a vent, the next room had something in store for me. In the next room was a gymnasium that had millions of bodies hanging by the neck and the ankles. All of them had breasts sewn onto their chest and were castrated like the men I’ve watched die earlier. They could be up here right now for all I know. “Eddie Gluskin…did all of this...” I mumble while walking around the area. Just seeing them castrated and sewn up is enough to make a person shiver and give them goosebumps. Just as long as I’m not meeting my fate that way, I’ll be fine…

I leave the gymnasium walking into the darkness once more. It was silent at first, but Eddie's singing voice echoed within the halls making me freeze in the middle of the hall. “When I was a boy my mother often said to me, get married son and see how happy you will be…” he sweetly sings. To be honest, he can sing. I continue to listen to his voice and a smile slowly appeared on my face. There was even a soft chuckle that escaped from my throat. I cover my mouth in shock. “ Wah did mi…” I whisper, “Wah mek mi chuckle?” I didn’t mean to react to it in a happy manner. I doubt that going crazy and I don’t want to be!

After shaking off that little bit of happiness in me, I pull up my camera, turned on the night vision, and kept moving forward. I look into a few rooms, but I didn’t find anything I needed nor did I find Eddie. But there was one more room. A room that gave off a very bright light. It was just wanting me to walk in there and to see what’s in there. Once I make it to the entrance, I see chairs on both sides and at the very end was another mutilated man in a sloppily made wedding dress. The whole room was a “wedding” itself. “Is this what…he really wants?” I slowly approach the altar and as I got closer, I spotted a key on the hand. That key could be my ticket out. I have to hold onto it, so whenever I’m ready, I can get out of here. I take the key into my hands then suddenly, that familiar angry voice makes me jump out my skin. “Filthy sluts!” he shouts, “You're like all the others! You don’t deserve my children! You don’t even deserve to live!” I look behind me to see Eddie standing there for a moment before running after me again. Quickly, I run to an area in which I can squeeze through to get away from him. “Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.” I mumble as I go through the tight area. I manage to get through and in the large window, I could see Eddie go the way he came with his eyes on me. He's going to meet me on the other side and I have to act now before he gets there. The large metal crate barricaded the door I needed to go through. I begin to push it as hard as I can. The crate was heavy, but it moves some despite what little strength that I have within me. With the crate out of the way, I open the door. Unfortunately, Eddie made it quicker than I did. “You belong with the others!” he shouts at me. I run into the next room that was across from me and I found a place to hide. I bring my hands to my chest and I can feel my heart racing. “Why mi a still afraid a him?” I whisper. All I want to do save him, but I can’t help but to run and hide from him. I’m so scared. I watch the door seeing if he was coming inside and he did. He walks around the room searching for me while yelling out slurs. “All of you whores. Your judgement. Your little swinish eyes.” I kept myself in my hiding area watching his every move. The sound of his footstep were getting closer and closer. My body trembles uncontrollably and my heart pounds harder. Before he can find me, another variants attacks Eddie out of nowhere and I scream from the sudden attack. The variant grabs Eddie and lands a few punches on his face. Eddie lands some punches as well. Eddie reaches for his knife and attempts to murder him like the others, but it was knocked away towards me hitting my right foot. The fight continues and the variant brought his hands around Eddie’s neck choking him. Eddie tries to gasp for air, but it only makes the variant tighten his grasp. I thought that all I could do was watch, but I could do something. I must save Eddie. Without hesitation, I snatch up the knife and rush up to the variant stabbing the left side of his torso. The variant screams out in pain and he releases Eddie's neck. I watch the variant suffering from the injury, but something snapped inside me. Something that can make me go blind. I felt like I wasn’t done. “Mi naw done wid yuh yet!” I shout as I yank the knife out of his body and shoved it deep into his chest. He began to spit out blood the more I push the knife into his chest. His blood lands onto my arms and I could feel how warm it was against my skin. The feeling was strangely wonderful knowing how cold I was a moment ago. I wanted to poke another hole in his body, so I pull the knife out one more time and impaled his neck making him spit out more blood. I left the knife in his throat and I sat down watching the variant slowly die before my eyes. I watched for a while that I didn’t notice Eddie coming to me and trying to get my attention. “Darling?” I can hear him speak to me. I respond with a blink.  I couldn’t talk or move. This is a very strange feeling. I just killed a man for attacking Eddie. I could’ve just pushed him off, but I thought differently I guess. “Darling…” Eddie calls me again. Once again, I gave no response. My head starts to lower itself and my vision got blurry. The last thing I see was the dead body and Eddie standing in front of me. All this done for one man. A man I don’t even know much about, but I care for. All this mess just for me to go mad…