Addy the Killer

Chapter 5 - Like a Different Person

Adrian found himself in a hospital bed in the middle of the night. Asleep at the foot of the bed was his brother, Marco. At the sight of him he smiled, or at least he thought he was smiling. He looked to his right and froze with fear. A terrifying person was lying in the bed beside him wide awake staring back at him. He had shoulder-length jet black hair, almost a wiry texture. He didn’t have any eyelashes, it looked as though they were burnt, leaving dark outlines around his eyes. The most horrifying thing about him was his skin, completely white, like paper, scarred so much his face looked distorted. The first thing Adrian thought of was a ghost but he wasn’t one to be superstitious. His heart beat got wilder and wilder, but he calmed down quickly. They both got out of bed simultaneously and walked towards each other. Adrian raised his right hand and the other raised his left they stood hands together and they tilted their heads in curiosity. The two stared at each other for quite some time but were interrupted by a ruffling behind Adrian. He turned immediately and saw a confused boy rubbing his eyes after just waking up. Their hands still together Adrian asked with a voice that he didn’t recognise (it was higher and hoarse) “Why are we here?” Marco pushed his brown hair out of his eyes, looked up and said “Do you remember what happened?” Adrian made his head hurt thinking back.

“Flames… everywhere. They surrounded me, held me down…” Silence filled the room as they both thought. “No one helped me…” They stared at the ground. Then Adrian remembered the black-haired person beside him. He turned back to him. “Do you see him?”

“Huh?”

“Him, right in front of me.”

“I don’t know what you mean there’s no one else in here but us.”

“Him, right in front of me.” Adrian repeated, his volume increasing. He started to get irritated. The room was quiet again.

“Uh…” Marco paused. “Oh, you mean your reflection. That’s a mirror.”

Adrian’s burnt eyebrows furrowed. “You mean…” It seemed it was difficult for him to say. “This… is… me?”

“The fire did that…”

“No it was the weeping clown who did this to me!” Marco looked startled

“Uh… the doctor said he could fix the scars more…”

“No leave it. I like the way I look now!” Adrian closed his hand into a fist on the mirror. He never stopped staring at the reflection.