"Hmm," August ponders, making Adryan face him as they walk down the hallway. "You know, Adryan. I really thought we would've seen Mr. Vogel by now, at least once. But I haven't seen him since I entered."
"That is strange, but take it as a blessing. If he managed to find us, there's no way he'd leave us alone again," Adryan says with frustration.
"You seem very mad at him. But, it sounds to me like you're only mad at what he's doing wrong," August claims.
"He has been doing pretty much everything wrong, especially those corpses. Why can't he learn to clean up after himself?" Adryan moans as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
"That's what I'm talking about. You sound like you have experience with what he's doing, and that concerns me," August says. "Adryan...what relationship do you have with Mr. Vogel?"
"Relationship? You're delusional. He and I have no connection whatsoever," Adryan disagrees. "As for the whole 'experience' subject, I don't have any experience in disposing of corpses. My mother just tells me a lot about criminals who tried to get away with murder but failed miserably. The more she told me, the more I jotted down mentally," Adryan explains.
"So you don't have any experience, but you have somewhat of an idea about it?" August questions.
"Yes, that's right. What's with all the skepticism?" Adryan asks.
"Nothing...nothing at all. I'm just curious," August reassures.
"Hm, alright then. Now, enough of the questions," Adryan says.
"Right, sorry," August apologizes awkwardly.
They continue to walk for a few more minutes until August spots a room and immediately stops.
"What is it?" Adryan wonders.
"This room...look at its sign," August says, pointing to a sign on the door that simply reads 'Imogen'.
"Imogen? Who's that? And why would they have a room here?" Adryan questions as he places his finger under his chin in thought.
"That's what I want to know. Ebony did tell me, however, that Mr. Vogel had a daughter and wife. She never told me their names though, so this room could belong to any one of the two," August states.
"I wonder what happened to them both. But, knowing Henry, he most likely killed them," Adryan claims.
"That's a horrible thing to say. Mr. Vogel may be evil, but surely he's not that evil," August protests.
"August, if Henry is so obsessed with perfection, who do you think he'd want to 'perfect' the most? He'd definitely do this to his wife and child," Adryan states.
"I know...but...it's just too horrible," August says.
"You and Ebony seem to have gathered information about Henry, it seems. What do you know about his wife and child aside from their names?" Adryan asks.
"Well...after the workshop shut down, he, his wife, and his daughter vanished from the public eye. Nobody ever saw them again," August says. "That's pretty much all we know."
"And what does that tell us, huh?" Adryan questions.
"I guess you're right. This is all just too cruel," August says with devastation.
"Henry is pretty much as evil as Madame LaLaurie. The only difference is that Henry doesn't realize what he's doing wrong...the delusional bastard," Adryan claims. "Do you think we should investigate this room then?"
"I guess so. This room is giving off a slightly different aura than the rest," August states. "Just to make sure it's safe, I'll go in first, ok?"
"Alright, I'll wait here. Tell me if it's safe to go in," Adryan says as he hands August the flashlight.
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Doll-Maker Dreams
HororA teen named August goes to an old, crumbling doll workshop with his older sister, Ebony, in search of juicy information of the place for a paranormal blog. But as soon as they discover the horrific truth of the workshop, they're unable to leave, an...
