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 Gabriel was his name, he was sure of it now, as more and more memories began to come back to him. The rabbit man, the evil man, the monster man, he was William. The others were Susy, Fritz, Jeremy, Charlie, Cassidy. The children were Chris and Elizbeth. And the woman with the soft hair? He still didn't know.

"Gabriel," a voice called out of the darkness, soft and childlike.

They were growing tired, restless, sick of being trapped. The small amount of freedom they had from roaming the same small halls was growing to less of a gift and more of a curse, a taunt at what they could have been.

"Yes?" He called back, unsure of where he was, a pain spearing in his side.

There were some differences between the twisted man and the mirror of him who sat in the office. While the twisted man's smile was forced and tight, the mirrored man from the outside had a genuine brave grin on his face as he sat in his office throughout the night. The others kept reminding themselves that, trying their best not to attack.

"It's okay. Don't be afraid of me," the voice murmured, and for a moment he thought it was his mother.


 It was too much for them to keep inside. They craved revenge, they craved blood. It wasn't meant to happen like that. It wasn't meant for their fur to be stained by the life of the man in the office.

He drew towards the voice, reaching out his tiny hands in the dark.

They danced the next day as if nothing had happened. As if the smiling man wasn't lying on the floor of the office room, his blood pooling around him. As if the guilt they felt was nothing, the remorse that whispered in their ears.

"I'm sorry," he said. There was nothing else to say.

There was nothing there but thin air, and the voice was gone now. He began to stumble through the dark until he tripped, falling....


falling.....



falling.... 



End of part VI

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