The One Who Kills To Know

  Frankie stood in front of the so called forbidden place. She knew, she knew all too well, about the stories of Happy Palace Institute. She knew that it had changed the way of life around her town, and about all of the supposed factual things about it. Yet here she was, prepared to go in, excited as she pushes open the doors to the facility. Looking around for the beginning of the path she had engraved into her brain that lead to the dreaded room she was here to investigate. Eventually she reached the door, and calmly and happily walked inside.

  She had arrived at her destination: Room 030, "The Murder Show"

  Call her crazy or brave, but she spent the night in the room, inspecting every last thing. 

  The story of the murder show is one of grief and anger. Grayson, the one who started the whole mess, cheated on his wife. The wife went crazy, and tortured the woman Grayson had cheated with, and the wife had pleaded insane when tried and was sent to the murder show for her days. The husband went insane after that, the husband hunting her down, and both ending up dead.

  The next morning, Frankie woke up from her makeshift bed and went back home, satisfied with her work. A week later, she started to feel sick, and she blacked out.

  Frankie awoke in a hospital room. She gave up trying to move, since her limbs were tired. It was then when the feeling of her mind being fought with another identity. She struggled, and fought back but ended up losing control either way. 

  She could see, but she wasn't in control. Her boyfriend and a nurse entered her room, and she felt herself smile. But she could tell it wasn't one of innocence. She felt the pain, the hurt, the sinister feeling of confusion and guilt all at once from behind it. And yet she couldn't a single thing about it. 

  The next few moments happened way too fast for her to comprehend. The moment the nurse came over to check her vitals, her body, her hand, acted without her control and grabbed the nurse's forearm. She dragged the nurse so close to her face, and screeched in an inhumane voice, "WHYYY!" Frankie, not able to do a single thing, sat and watched as her body that seemed wasn't her own anymore, tore apart the nurse. 

  She watched as her body went to her boyfriend in a flash of pace, and pinned him to the ground. She heard his helpless voice desperately, frantically say, "Frankie this isn't you. What's goi-," only to be cut off by yet another blood curdling scream. This time, the voice was saying, "KEEEERR," and Frankie could only watch through her eyes helplessly, as she tore apart her own lover and continued on with her close ones in a never ending torment to watch the people she loved die by her hands.