Cosmic Convergence--Chapter 5

Here is the fifth chapter of Cosmic Convergence, today we are doing something different. This chapter is focusing on Artem Payne (the character from the first chapter), and his point of view. Please enjoy! Thanks! --KatDon

Chapter 5: Blinded with Science

The time in a land called Velvet Ditch, an interesting state of land. Most people lived and worked farming the land—but, particularly towns grew larger and more important. They were places where markets were regularly held and where craftsmen lived and worked. Some of the finer buildings in the town, such as a rich merchant’s house, were built of expensive stone. The poorer houses were made from cheaper timber with walls of sticks and plaster, called wattle and daub. The grandest building in the town was the stone-built church at its center. This was built to show the world how prosperous the town and its lord were. The town’s buildings contained shops and workshops on the ground floor with living areas above. Inns were not only places where people gathered to drink. They also provided food and lodging, as well as stabling and fodder for the travelers’ horses. Most townsfolk struggled to make a living, but some merchants became very wealthy. They lived in grand houses in the center of the town and employed servants and entertainers. The merchant owned the whole house, but might rent a small room at the top of the house for a poor family to live in. Many different craftsmen lived and worked in medieval towns. They included bakers, butchers, blacksmiths, carpenters, arrow makers, bow makers, dyers, potters and many others. A craftsman’s workshop, shop, storeroom and home were all found in the same building. Craftsmen took on apprentices to help them. They lodged with the craftsman and his family. If, after several years’ training, the apprentices proved themselves, they, too, could become master craftsmen and set up their own shops. Market day was the busiest day of the week in a medieval town. Local farmers came to town to sell their meat and vegetables using horse-drawn, two-wheeled carts, while merchants came from farther afield to sell their fine cloth and other wares. Peddlers sold all kinds of goods. Tinkers would repair pots and pans. The marketplace was alive with noises and smells on the morning of market day. Pigs were a nuisance, however. Most townspeople kept them as they were cheap and a good source of food. But they were often let out into the streets to forage. The streets of a medieval town were dirty and smelly. Open drain channels ran along the sides or down the middle of the streets. People often threw dirty water out of their windows. The streets were also lively places—particularly on market days. Jugglers, jesters and even dancing bears entertained the crowds. The population of Velvet Ditch grew from 18.5 million to 40 million. Only around one-third of people lived in cities at the start of the period, but that figure grew to around four-fifths by the end. Many cities had fine town halls, public museums and art galleries. Richer people lived in villas or streets of fine terraced housing. The poor, however, often lived in overcrowded slums that lacked proper sanitation, causing outbreaks of fatal diseases such as cholera. A series of public health observations were intact after they improved living conditions. Clean drinking water was piped to each house, sewers were built, streets cleaned and street lighting installed. Many towns and cities became centers of industry. The invention of steam engines meant that goods could now be manufactured on a large scale. It also gave rise to the railways: steam trains transported people and goods from town to town. Factories and workhouses took the place of craft workshops. Gas lighting and underground sewers made the streets safer and cleaner. People flocked to the cities to work in the new industries. All kinds of people lived in the cities. Laborers and servants were the most numerous. Although some became better-off, many were still poor. They lived in cramped, decaying houses, known as slums. Shop- and office-workers formed a lower middle class, while lawyers, doctors and factory-owners made up an upper middle class. People lived in different areas of the city according to their wealth. Rich people had several servants, kept a carriage and wore fine clothes. They lived as far away as possible from factories and poor areas. Many towns grew rapidly into large, bustling cities. Because so many people moved to the cities for work, there were often too few buildings for them to live in. Many people lived in terrible poverty. Most lived close to their factories, with whole families sharing one or two rooms. There was no running water: water had to be collected from a public tap. Instead of flushing toilets, many people had to use cesspits, which were emptied infrequently. Children often shared beds. Efforts were made to improve public health by better sanitation. Factory life was extremely hard. Factories were noisy and crowded, with no toilets. The hours were long. Women and children worked in the factories and in mines because their families needed the money. Young boys sometimes worked as chimney sweeps, climbing up chimneys with brushes to clean them. Other children worked as street sellers, errand boys and shoe-cleaners. Luckier working-class children were taken on as apprentices to learn a trade or became servants. The poorest people, who could not support themselves, had to live and work in workhouses. Although they had a roof over their heads, families were forced to split up and there was never enough food to go round. Only wealthier people could afford to follow fashion. Women in fashionable society wore corsets and padding to mold their figures into the ideal shape. They wore frames called crinolines underneath their dresses to make their skirts wide and bell-like. This fashion was replaced by the bustle, which held their skirts up behind. Women opted for a slimmer skirt. Respectable women and men wore hats when outdoors. 

Men wore dark suits with waistcoats. However some clothes were often made in factories using sewing machines, rather than hand-stitched by seamstresses and tailors, and then sold in department stores. In a well-off Victorian-styled house, the upper floors were taken up by the servants’ quarters and by the children’s nurseries. The children rarely saw their parents. Instead, they were looked after most of the time by their nanny. She oversaw the children’s meals, washing, lessons and playtime. Children from well-to-do homes had plenty of toys and games. Other children played hoop rolling and other games in the street. The drawing room was where the well-to-do entertained their guests. Only the houses of wealthy people had bathrooms while in poor home qualities, servants carried a bath tub up to a bedroom and filled it with hot water from downstairs. The kitchen of a wealthy Victorian-styled home was in the basement. It often had a flagstone floor, a large wooden table and a coal-fired iron oven called a range. There was usually a shallow earthenware sink and piped water. The water was warmed using the heat from the oven. There were no refrigerators, so food was placed in zinc-lined wooden chests containing lumps of ice. The housekeeper bought meat and vegetables from tradesmen who came to call at the kitchen door. Within Velvet Ditch is where Artem Payne and Jerome Sinclair live. In this time; they say that kids are cruel but sometimes bullying can be taken too far. But it's not the kids, some parents can be so abusive it is revolting how much pain that they can make a child suffer and don't give a damn about how they feel! But there is a curse amongst the people in New Americana however it all begins in Pleasuredome. Pleasuredome is a warm place because of the unbeatable heat! But it's also full of the most superficial bastards who pretend to be your friend and stab you in the back. There was one girl who suffered so much and nobody helped her so now there is a curse place upon the people in Pleasuredome! 

The curse is a violent matter: There once was a boy who was out hunting with his father, they had their dogs with them as the father wanted to take his son out, to learn how to hunt. Just then; the dogs were going crazy as both father and son saw a figure in the distance. It was hard to see so the boy used the rifle at the figure and pulled the trigger. The bullet missed however the figure groaned in pain and scampered away! But something was on the ground; the boy picked it up and saw it was a toe. He showed it to his father, “Why son, it looks nice and plump. Let’s go home, your mother will put it in the soup and we’ll have it for dinner.” His father said. So, they did. That night; the mother carved the toe into three pieces and they each had a piece. The parents did the dishes while the boy was getting ready for bed! As everyone slept; the boy woke up to hear something out in the distance, it was a voice calling to him: “Wh—ere—is—my—to—ee?” It groaned. The boy got scared but he immediately reassured himself, “It doesn’t know where I am. It will never find me.” Just then; he heard his backdoor opened and shut. The boy hid under the covers as he tried to get back to sleep when his bedroom door opened and someone crept in. The boy was shaken with fear, someone stopped at his bed and pulled the covers off the boy! The boy looked up to see a girl in a purple dress with a white collar, white socks, and brown shoes. There was buttons in front of the dress. She looked beautiful but her eyes were full of hate. “What pretty eyes you have.” The boy spoke nervously. “Thank you, they are meant to stare.” The girl said. “What beautiful hands you have.” The boy stammered. “They are meant to touch and put my hands around you.” The girl replied. “And what are your teeth for?” The boy asked. The girl’s calm demeanor became vicious as she exclaimed, “TO GRIND YOUR BONES, YOU FOOL!!!” The boy’s scream is heard from the house! That old mansion is said to be haunted as a rich man offered a hundred dollars to whoever would do it. The boy suggested to try but only if he can have his dog with him, so it was all settled. That night, the boy and the dog were at the mansion. To make the room more cheerful, the boy made a fire in a fireplace and they both waited. Just then, a female’s voice was singing: “Mi—ti—dough—ty—wal—ker.” The boy was uneasy until he was shocked to hear his dog spoke out in response, “Lin—chee—chin—chee—col—ly—mol—ly—din—go—din—go!” The boy was surprised, dogs were not supposed to talk. Just then, the female’s voice was singing was coming closer and it was the same words, “Mi—ti—dough—ty—wal—ker.” And the dog responds back in croons: “Lin—chee—chin—chee—col—ly—mol—ly—din—go—din—go!” It went on like this for quite a while, then a figure fell down the chimney and missed the fire. The dog took one look and fell over, dead from fright. The figure turned to the boy, the figure was a woman who looked down the boy and slowly smiled into a grin. The boy’s scream was heard from the mansion, the next day they found the boy was alive but catatonic as he lied next to his dog. 

There was a 16 year old boy working on his grandfather’s farm when all of a sudden, he saw a young woman in a sheer white, long dress and barefoot. She has untidy hair with a flowery crown adorned on her head. But her eyes looked wild with revenge. The woman beckoned to the boy; however the boy hurried back to his grandfather and told him everything! “Give me your truck; I’ll go to the city! She’ll ne’er find me there.” Said the boy. So the grandfather lets him and the boy sped away. The grandfather went into town, looking for the woman and found her. He then asked, “Why did you frighten my grandson? He’s only 16; he’s too young to die.” The woman replied, “I am sorry about that sir. I didn’t mean to beckon to him. But I was surprised to see him.” Just then, the woman smiled and claims: “You see, I have an appointment with him….This afternoon, in the city. He has an unfinished business to take care.” A college girl returned to her dorm from the library, but found the lights are out and her roommate was asleep. The girl quietly undressed and changed into comfy clothes, she got into bed. Then, the girl heard humming as she told her roommate: “Please, stop humming. I want to get some sleep.” The humming stopped and the girl went to sleep. It was early in the morning at around 4 or 5 in the morning to the humming sound, the girl politely asked her roommate to stop. “Go back to sleep, it’s too early to get up.” The girl said. The humming didn’t ceased and the girl was angry, “Cut it out! That’s not funny!” She said heatedly. The humming didn’t stop as it was low and quiet so the girl jumped up and pull the covers off. Her frustration turned to pure horror when her roommate was found decapitated. The girl believes she is having a nightmare and decides to go back to sleep! When she wakes up, she thinks everything will be fine. A grave robber dug up a grave of a woman that had died and found two valuable rings, a wedding ring and a glowing red ruby. The robber tries to get the rings off but they were stuck on the unveiled body’s fingers. The thief tried to cut them off, the finger was now oozing with blood and the figure begin to stir before it sat up. The thief was startled that he scrambled out of the grave, he accidentally knocked over the lantern and the light went out! He heard the corpse climb out as the corpse walks past him, the figure then turned to the robber and asked: “Whooooooooo are yoooooouuuuuu?” The robber was so scared that he started to run until he tripped and fell into the grave but he realized that he still had the knife in his hand as he stabbed himself! He then started to bleed to death. Two sisters were misbehaving by breaking the rules and made their mother very upset. She punished them as the girls promised to be good! This was three times they did this on each day, but previously the sisters were told to do these things only because a girl told them to do it for the price of a drum. The drum played as the figurines come out and dance. That’s why the girls are doing this. Until the mysterious girl told them no, claiming they were just playing a game and she wasn’t going to give it to them. The two sisters fled in tears but they got home to see someone there and their screams echoed throughout the land. There once was a man who loved to eat and his wife would cook for him. One day, the man left a pound of liver meat that he bought from the butcher shop. So his wife cooked it for him. She cooked it for him, however she decides to taste it and found it to be just delicious. The wife indulged it so much that she found it all gone, she panicked as she knew her husband would return home and be angry with her. That’s when she remembered that there was a rich old lady that had died: Her body was lying in the coffin of the church…Later on, the man was eternally grateful for the meal his wife cooked and told her to try some, since he was in a better mood than he usually was. But his wife refuses, allowing her husband to finish it all. That night, the wife was trying to read however she felt guilty for what she had done. Just then, she heard a voice that said: “Who has my liver?” The wife was horrified to hear this; she wanted to believe that this was all a dream or if this was her imagination. But she heard that voice again but it was closer, “Who has my liver?” The wife squeezed her eyes tight, she wanted to run. “No, no, no! I don’t have it! I don’t have your liver.” She whispered. She felt the voice next to her as it asked, “Who has my liver?” The wife did not open her eyes but pointed to her husband, “He does! He has your liver!” She claimed. The lights went out as the man begins to scream and scream in utter terror. 

On an isolated, seemingly haunted townhouse was on the seaside. Inside of the place, there was an operating table of brain transplants. A big rabbit-ear antenna with an electrical arc between the posts. A magnetic coil. A roof that opens to the sky, to let the lightning in out.  A mainframe computer with big dials and switches on the front with spinning tape reels. Bits of animals and people preserved in formaldehyde. A whole bunch of glassware, especially test tubes, beakers, flasks of colored liquid, distilling columns, condensers, burners, and an object given when a subject hooks a bunch of them together. There are chains and manacles as well as a big worn chalkboard filled with equations. Dusty piles of incomprehensible failed experiments, which may or may not suddenly, become a danger to anyone wandering around unsupervised. Big levers and control panels. And lastly, an enormous knife switches for completing dangerous electric circuits. Someone push the plunger of the syringe down and inject the air from the syringe into the vial. He kept the needle in the vial; he turns the vial upside down and made sure that the medication liquid is covering the tip of the needle. He made a deep incision through the skin to facilitate the procedure. Often, multiple incisions are possible for this operation. He injects into the corpse from the back, he then tell his assistant: “Now…Pull.” And his assistant did the deed. Then, after the electricity currents revived the cloth covered being. The figure came alive, its eyes was close. This person has a boyish beauty which includes his bright, baby blue irises. His physical beauty, innocent-looking and all-too-young appearance. The guy’s youthful facial features tend to be highlighted, having eyes of optimism and stunning shade of vibrant blue. He looked to have a mental anguish and vulnerability while intense physical and emotional pain. Though he covers his anguish and pain with his vanity and strange demeanor. This man was none other than Artem, Artem Payne. Artem watched the figure under the sheets as Jerome surveyed at it too. The figure came to life; it was a tall woman with long, thick and shiny dark hair. She has naturally light, golden skin tone with thin lips, eyes with long eyelashes, and a strong look. She has a vestige of great beauty. Slowly rose up; the woman’s eyes opened as her eyes like the high-noon sky where they are dark, clear green that is luminous. As well as a muted, soft medium green that may contain a few flecks of icy blue in the iris and are closer to the color spectrum and will tend to absorb light rather than reflect it and appear luminous. Her name is Evita Hemmings, and she never felt more alive. Artem smiled, “It’s…alive!” He said softly. Jerome grinned excitedly, “Do you realize how significant this is?” He asked. “Very much.” Artem agreed. He turned to Evita, “Miss Evita? Can you hear me?” inquired Artem. The woman looked around, she saw Artem and said: “Yes…Master.” Later on; Artem was writing down something that said, “Since the commencement of current remedy, there has been a supposition concerning the class of transience. That being that death is an inescapable experience, the predictability of which we should take for established. I have demonstrated today that life is not some refinement conferred upon us by some outdated notion of an omnipotent life form.” The opening of the doors of perception is nothing without ignorant darkness & enlightens light. Day destroys night, night divides day. Without light there cannot be dark! Many people seek to escape from their suffering. Although distraction may offer a temporary reprieve, the roots of the problem will never simply go away. Most people are afraid to go to the other side, and instead, they try to run and hide from that which they do not understand. Artem is fascinated with the doors of perception to the other side, to reach alternate states of consciousness. Everybody loves his mother because she gets excited. She’s a lot of fun to be around when she’s high in spirits. Her arms and eyes having a sense of warmth and comfort, followed by those same arms and eyes trapping him. Taken at face value, when feelings of romance one has for another are often quickly switched for feelings of being stuck, particularly when the person isn’t exactly who you originally thought they were. However, the temporary comfort those drugs provide him with as well as the trap of addiction that comes with them. Artem is bored with the monotony of dealing with it daily. He is ready to break through to another scene, and to push through that gate. Artem was yearning to go to the other side as well, after the miracle. Artem is magically blessed with dark brown hair like sunshine, possesses captivating blue eyes, a tall and slender figure that is sculpted and full lips that shaped like a red rose. He beauty so flawless and enchanting he is the fairest boy. He has rosy red lips and rosy cheeks, and both her hair and skin color. Artem was also has a rather slender. His complexion is fair and flawless, and his face is less rounded and more refined heart-shaped face, giving him an appearance of maturity and youthful despite being older. The thing was that Artem isn't vain or concerned about his looks. He is greatly aware that the fellow citizens think of him as "odd" and "peculiar". Artem pays very little attention to his appearance and his intelligence were one thing that stands out. 

That night, Artem was working when he heard some sort of noise break in and he cautiously went to see as it was coming from the kitchen. He took a weapon and crept into the room but Artem saw it was Evita rummaging through his refrigerator as he said, “What are you... I thought you were a burglar.” Evita felt bad and she answered timidly, “I didn't mean to scare you, darling. I was just getting a snack. Go back to bed.” However, Artem came across her and Evita was shocked while he came close to her. Evita was confused, “You're not... scared of me?” She asked. Artem just smiled and replied, “I always knew I couldn't be the only one in the world. The only one who was distinct. And here you are.” He takes her hand, “You're hungry and alone. Take whatever you want. We've got lots of food. You don't have to steal. In fact, you never have to steal again.” Evita begin to have a panic attack and Artem puts his arms around a panting Evita as he was calmed, “I'm like you, now calm yourself.” He tells her. Evita managed to catch her breath, “I thought I was alone.” She said. Artem caressed his hand to the girl’s forehead and replied, “You're not alone. Evita, you're not alone.” Moments later; Evita had taken a shower and was wrapped in a towel. “You know, sometimes I wonder what my life would've been like if you haven't found me here that night.” Evita said. Artem looked up, “Sorry what, you... Yaah! God's sake, Evita, where are your clothes?” Evita was wrapped in a towel but still she managed to go away to get dressed. Evita was too shy to talk to him. Artem looked at her in disbelief, “I don't know what's gotten into you newly. I swear, you've been in a good mood. You gotta tell me what's the matter, or I can't help you.” He answered. “You promised me you would.” Evita said, pointed out.  Later; the two of them are very comfortable lying in a bed together. They spend half of the time looking into each other's eyes. “You've never looked more beautiful, darling.” Artem remarked as Evita was in a ginger wig, dressed in a sparkly blue miniskirt, fishnet stockings and go-go boots. Evita smirked, “I am. Aren’t ya?” She said. Artem confirmed, “Yes.” He said. He managed to get up and Evita followed him while she watched him work. She broke the silence with a question that’s been bothering her. “Would you date me?” Evita asked. Artem didn’t look up as he was concentrating on writing but he said, “Of course I would. Any young man would be lucky to have you. You are stunning.” Evita asked, “Looking like this?” Artem looked up, “Like... What?” He said. He then replied, “You are my friend.” Evita grinned in content, “I am your only friend.” She said. Artem laughs, “Thank you for that.” He said. Artem was still concentrating. “Well?” Evita said. “I am incompetent of thinking of you that way. I feel accountable for you. Anything else would just feel wrong.” Artem said. “But what if you didn't know me?” Evita asked. Artem just declared, “Unfortunately, I do know you. God, I don't know what's gotten into you recently. You're awfully fretful with your looks.” Evita look away, blushing. “I want to be the fairest of them all.” She said softly. Artem looked at her funny, “Did you say something?” He asked. Evita shook her head, “No, just talking to myself. Sorry, Master.” She answered. Artem patted Evita’s frail hands. “You need not worry everything’s fine….Just fine….” He said in a distracted tone. That night at a soiree where a young lady name Silence Duguid was in a long blond wig and a bright pink sundress with heart shaped shades. She has a vision of Andrea who looked excited: “He’s going to be there sister. Ah, my insides are fluttering! Forgive me, sister but my skin is pushing from within and I’m starting to sound like a frisky, smutty woman!” She lets out a maniacal laugh! For the time being; a young lady rosy cheeks, full voluptuous lips and porcelain skin. She wore a black dress with crochet lace trim, pull up lace-up corset detail; tulle underlay and back zip-up closure. Around the skirt was faux leather garter skirt with lace panels by the name of Lily. She looked stunning! Lily was on the interior balcony railing from above, down below her was a fancy social club—Girls in pretty dresses, guys in suits, alcohol was served around. “Look at all these wealthy people. I hardly doubt that this Artem Payne guy is going to be here.” Thought Lily. 

Just then she heard a voice bellowing from the corner booth: “LIFE IS SACRED TO MANKIND!!!” Lily turned her head and saw a guy. He was wasted from drinking a lot of whiskey, next to him was his friend who was smiling nervously and they were surrounded by gorgeous, voluptuous women surrounding them. The girls were taking a notice of them as Lily was curious but her heart dropped when she remembered the description of Artem as well as Jerome. Artem was 24 years old, clean cut and tidy while his voice came out in a staccato flow as well as dry in that British accent. And Jerome has hair that reached his neck a little, a white pale complexion, and is one year younger. He was timid yet docile. Sally felt a swell tingle inside of her as she begins to feel lubricious yet prurient. Ruttish, fulsome and her heart were into overdrive of intense desirable feelings coursing through her body. She had a smile on her face however she shook her head rapidly and told herself to focus to shake it off the feelings she had. Watching intoxicated Artem; Silence felt uneasy by how much he has drinking a lot and also she felt jealous of Artem getting all the women’s attention. In Silence’s mind, Andrea was upset: “Look at those hussies, throwing themselves at HIM with their big breasts and acting like they’re so damn SEXY!!!” A sneer appeared on her face as her eyes turned a purplish red. “It’s time they’d learn a lesson. We can’t let them touch our precious, damaged soul can we?” Silence looked horrified but her eyes were closed from the sunglasses. Darko chuckled slightly, he lean over and whisper, “My, he’s making a scene under the influence.” Silence nodded, Darko seemed concern as he said: “Don’t be scared. This is Artem, it’s not like he’s like you-know-who.” Silence sighed as she walked with Darko alongside her. Artem was still rating as it went something like this: "Oh come now, Artem...why does this idea fascinate you?" Jerome was saying as he laughed a bit. "I’m just saying the act--of propagation--can take place outside of the woman’s body. The milt--the prostatic fluid, the prostatic fluid can move--The prostatic fluid can move into the embryo, in a pan, some sort of heated bowl." ranted Artem in his intoxicated state.  One of the girls had to ask, "And where does the mother figure into this, then?" Artem continues while downing another liquor, "Well, you’d--after you fertilize the embryo, you get a filter--and then you...you know- into the woman..." He was saying crazy stuff. Even though this wasn't how Silence remembered him like this but they haven't seen each other in a long time, but Silence believes Artem must be drowning his pain from the past he suffered from. Another girl let out a spasm-like gasp: "Oh, that’s just woeful." She said in a singsong tone. "IT’S THE SCIENTIFIC PROSPECT! Jerome--tell them, benefit me in this, this worthwhile undertaking." Jerome doesn’t respond; he’s staring across the room to see a young woman with blond hair and a pad of paper with a pen in her hands. Darko greeted Artem politely, introducing himself and Silence--adding that she was a mute. Artem laughed and assured him it was fine and let Silence 'speak' with her notepad. "Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you." The words were written in paper. Artem stopped her, "Oh now, now, don't be frightened." He said while inebriated. The girls were glaring at the shy blond. Silence written down her answer, "I just noticed you look different somehow. Ever since there was those times apart from...." Artem thought it was weird as he laughs at this, but was utterly confused. However, Silence's cheeks turned red and then she smirked slyly as she wrote down something that made the women gasps: "You like pussies?" Artem nearly spat out his drink, "What?" He said while chuckling. Silence stifled a laugh and wrote down next on the page and displayed it, "You know, pussies. Pussy cats." She put a hand to her mouth as Artem leered at her while still drunk: "My, you're a nasty little thing aren't you." He said. Silence was blushing like crazy, she wrote down her next response: "Do I freak you out?"Artem stumbled forward, he embraced Silence awkwardly as he tells her, "Nothing freaks me out." He lean over and smells something. "I know that scent, is that spearmint?" He asked. Silence gently push him away, she look at him and Artem felt his mind was swimming as he muttered to himself: “Could’ve sworn I smelled of that bloody scent somewhere….” 

Then, things got worst: there’s a ruckus going on as two girls have gone missing! Panic was arising but not too chaotic was going to happen. “Excuse me, is there a girl by the name of Sara?” A girl asked. One of the men looked at the girl with relief, “Yes, are they all right?” He asked. The girl responded back innocently but it looked like she was trying to keep a straight face. “Oh, I don’t know sir. It seems this one…”  She held a form of a figure without a head to it as she smiled wickedly, “…Lost her head!” Everyone screamed as the girl laughed in hysterics. “Ring around the hussy, a pocket full of boobies. Oh no, oh no, her head came down!” She stomps on the corpse viciously, she shouts down at the corpse: “YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK ABOUT YOU?! YOU DON’T GO AND TRY TO ACT LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO BE HOT, YOU GIRLS MAKE ME SICK!!! IF YOU EVER GO NEAR HIM AGAIN, I’LL KILL YOU BITCHES WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS!!!!” She brought out another woman, it was one of the girls but she was tied up and crying, she begged towards the girl to spare her but the girl screams, “NOW EVERYONE WILL HAVE A CHOICE!!! WILL SHE LIVE AS A LABELED FLIRT OR DIE AS A SHAM?!” Everyone was getting scared; men were helpless as the women were crying while the girl exclaims maniacally, “TICK TOCK! TICK TOCK!” However she then said: “Your time is up, sweetheart.” Just then, in a flash Silence removed her wig, took down Andrea and rescued the girl from danger. Silence saw Andrea had a small capsule in her hand as she threw it down. Puffs of smoke appeared as Andrea escaped. Silence tries to enter it but saw she was gone! She gritted her teeth however she turned around and saw Artem staring at her. Silence remembered she took off her wig and stood up to face him. “Cindy, is that you?” Artem gasped. Silence ran as Artem cried out, “WAIT!!!” At the same time, Lily ran out of the building and got back in the back of the car and told the driver to drive, she was so scared in the backseat that the constable sped off away, fearing she would have a panic attack! Artem felt sick, he rushed outside and puked his guts in an alley as he was shaken for what he saw. Jerome came beside him and patted his back, “You OK?” He asked with concern. Artem caught his breath while wiping his mouth, “What does it look like? No, I’m not…Sorry but the whole thing is enough to make a man go mad after seeing that gruesome sight.” He replied. Jerome helped him up, “Come. I’ll help you get back.” He said. And the two of them head back. The next day; Artem woke up on the sofa as he looked hung over from last night until all the memories started flooding back to him of what exactly happened: “Excuse me; is there a girl by the name of Sara?” A girl asked. One of the men looked at the girl with relief, “Yes, are they all right?” He asked. The girl responded back innocently but it looked like she was trying to keep a straight face. “Oh, I don’t know sir. It seems this one…”  She held a form of a figure without a head to it as she smiled wickedly, “…Lost her head!” Everyone screamed as the girl laughed in hysterics. “Ring around the hussy, a pocket full of boobies. Oh no, oh no, her head came down!” She stomps on the corpse viciously, she shouts down at the corpse: “YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK ABOUT YOU?! YOU DON’T GO AND TRY TO ACT LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO BE HOT, YOU GIRLS MAKE ME SICK!!! IF YOU EVER GO NEAR HIM AGAIN, I’LL KILL YOU BITCHES WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS!!!!” She brought out another woman, it was one of the girls but she was tied up and crying, she begged towards the girl to spare her but the girl screams, “NOW EVERYONE WILL HAVE A CHOICE!!! WILL SHE LIVE AS A LABELED FLIRT OR DIE AS A SHAM?!” Everyone was getting scared; men were helpless as the women were crying while the girl exclaims maniacally, “TICK TOCK! TICK TOCK!” However she then said: “Your time is up, sweetheart.” In reality, Artem realized what happened and let out a harsh cry that startled Jerome, who came rushing in to see Artem was scrubbing the sink from his vomit he threw up in the sink. “Are you all right?” He asked. Artem seemed mortified as he looked away. “Ah, yes. I’m just cleaning the sink. Seems I mistaken the sink for the loo, didn’t I?” Artem said, smiling half heartedly. But he was deep in thought as said, “People are such swine, I don’t understand them, I admit this, to some degree. I don’t know the things to say to make them like me, or not like me, I don’t care if they like me.” Jerome spoke up, “It’s all right.” Artem glanced at him: “What?” He asked. Jerome smiled, “It’s all right to be concerned if people like you. I like you.” He said. Artem felt content: “I...like you, as well.” He replied as he smiled back. Jerome grinned as Artem flushed at what he said and continued to clean the sink from the chunks. “Yes, must clean up my spews.” He mumbled. Jerome watched him with a concern expression on his face. Times of yore; two little girls were splashing in the water happily while a woman in a boat watching them. One of the little girls, Cherie Amory, however Cherie saw a cave and swam near it while her fiend followed in pursuit, calling after her. Cherie looked in the cave of a subterranean grove but while in there, Cherie accidentally cut her hand while she kept her bleeding hand away from the water! “Hey, you all right?” A young boy’s voice asked. Cherie turned and saw a little boy who is a year older than her with black hair. He was a good looking fellow that wore a tank shirt, Capri pants, and no shoes. Cherie pushed the wet strands of her orangey-red hair away from her face, “Who are you?” She asked. “I’m Jerome.” The boy said. He noticed the wound of Cherie’s hand and swiftly swam over to treat her cut; it was very sweet of him to do so for her. 

Cherie took Jerome back to Velvet Ditch where Cherie resides. But as they return; Years later; Cherie is escaping from the circus for a little while. She lied in the field of daisies, where she plucked the petals off the flower and daydreams to herself. Cherie has grown into a gorgeous young lady: She was average height with fuller long, waist length red-auburn hair that was in a ponytail. Her eyes were a light brown; she has a slender yet curvaceous figure and statuesque-like legs. She wore a V neck light blue dress that reached her knees, ankle shoes and socks. As she lied in the pastures; Cherie knew people live by a one quote and place idols high on a pedestal as these idols were people who would die a horrible death. But Cherie wants to live her life; she wants to enjoy it rather than being cooped up by the circus. She is done with his creepy antics, she finds out that he has peeping on her and learns about the cameras. She wants to have fun! She may as well as find adventure out there. She knows life is valuable so Cherie desires to see other places outside her comfort zone! Cherie is ready to face whatever happens in her life, she loves somebody she deeply cares for which is Jerome. Jerome was her childhood sweetheart, she thinks so but she wasn’t sure if Jerome felt the same way about her. Cherie doesn’t care about of anyone’s criticism about her; she will escape her isolation through a fantasy she created inside her mind where nobody knows about. It’s a wonderful life in the fantasy, the one she created inside her mind to escape the cruel world. She knows a place inside her head that nobody else knows about! There are bright and joyful things that surround Cherie! In this small area of a town, she is inspired to see the world. Like the stories she heard as a child. She knows she can do things with a brave confidence upon her and she has gifts as well as talents that inspire people. It’s silly to think fantasy protect others however she’s the happiest one in her dream world where she has the existence she always wanted. That night as they were still walking; Jerome and Cherie came across a cult in a standing stones circle as they went closer but gave themselves away and the cult apprehended them both. Cherie and Jerome begged while they both struggle. “It’s not them! They have nothing to do with it! I’m the one you want, it’s me!” A voice called out. “What?” gasped Jerome. “Who is that?” whispered Cherie. The figure had her hands up as she exclaimed, "It’s me!!! Up here!!! IT’S ME!!!!" She jumped from the stones, took down the cult members and freed Cherie and Jerome. Cherie and Jerome headed inside a nearby building and close the door but were surprise to see Constable Lazarro, Marshall Mistral, and Gideon inside as they were attended the meeting. However; Gideon tries to get Cherie’s attention with a seductive wink and a little wave but Cherie pays no attention. Gideon voiced her own proposal to work with Cherie but the constable replies back that Cherie cannot for her duties at the circus however Gideon accuses Jerome for being a prude. But the chandelier that was hanging from above was about to crash onto Gideon! Everyone screams, Gideon dodged it as he was freaking out by having a fit! “It’s her, the daughters of Abigail!” One of the people at the meeting whispered. The constable tries to reassure Gideon but he is angry that nobody is doing anything to prevent them from happening and leaves in a huff! Just then, Marshall Mistral approached with a message from the mysterious daughters of Abigail. “Oh for God’s sake! You are all obsessed!” said the constable. “She says she welcomes you to her town that solely belonged to their mother.” Said the marshall, “And her salary is due.” Constable Lazarro glances at her in disbelief, “She has a salary?” He asked. “Why yes sir, the town pays her about seven hundred and ninety nine trillions of dollars.” Replied the madame. The constable was outrage as he seized the letter as he exclaimed: “Seven hundred and ninety nine trillions of cash?!” 

Since Gideon had left; the members offers Cherie a chance to look out for the mysterious daughters of Abigail, Chris was uncertain however Jerome has faith in her so she takes the proposal.  After she lingered for an hour or two; she was about to leave, when she heard an enticing voice: “Foolish man, how dare he slacken in your splendor?! Unawareness in his core, that valiant yet infantile gentleman. Giving out in my triumph, distressing your essence!” Cherie rise up, “Are you the daughters of Abigail I heard about? Answer me! I know about you and I want to know if you’re real. Please…” She said. The enticing voice was so sultry, “Cherie Amory, you sound so flattering. All right then…” She then chants something that lured her: “Will you come with me to my wonderland? Down the rabbit hole….” Cherie felt mesmerized as she followed the four figures. Cherie went down a staircase and he is a dark room with one opening in the ceiling to allow natural light to illuminate the well, the rest of the cistern is lit artificially, so that visitors can see its ornate arches. The pillars are reflected in an ever-present shallow layer of water on the cistern’s floor. There, he faced a young lady who wore a ceramic mask with eyes in the masquerade and painted red lips. She was in a black cloak. She wants Cherie to know what she would like to see good things and warns her about the cruel, unfeeling light of the world out there. At a party, Sarah was with giggling girls. The girls were talking bad things about Jerome and laughing until Andrea’s voice echoed in the room that startled the girls and the un-named man: “Did I not teach you a lesson? This youthful man has set your heart aflame! You would die of distress and you're making David laughing-stock! You are bound for HADES! Shame! Shame! Shame!” The girls gasped. The next day, the townspeople found Sarah and David cuffed to different beds with a rag in their mouth and a bullet in their skulls of their brains. The word 'VENGEANCE' was written in blood. Last week; a little boy didn't come home and one day, he was found in a creek.  His head bashed in and his pockets full of rocks. The words ‘CURSE’ is written in blood on the arm of the corpse. Then, a man found nailed to his door while his dog was brought to school dead and everyone watch as they were both buried. A carving on the man that reads, ‘MADNESS’. The poor puppy has message written in blood that reads ‘SAVAGES’. Next, the head of a handyman was found in the fountain of the residence as a woman was stabbed.  The handyman had a carving of the words, ‘FEAR’ and the woman had one too that reads ‘SALVATION’. 

One day, a little boy came up to Cherie and handed him the letter. “Miss, I have something for you.” The little boy said; he gives it to Cherie. Cherie was surprised, “For me?” He asked. The little girl smiled at him, “This nice young lady wanted me to give this to you.” She said. Cherie smiled at the boy and took it but when she read it, the letter that surprised her. “Who is it from?” asked Jerome. “Who wrote it?” Cherie shrugged with a daze expression, “I have no idea, it’s anonymous.” She answered. The letter says, “Come down the rabbit hole of my palace, join in all the madness of a tea party and white roses are painted red.” The next minute, Cherie woke up in an opera house and was shocked as he stood up in horror. “Where the hell am I?” Cherie asked, looking around. She seemed terrified by this. “I gotta get out of here!” But then, he heard a voice that said, “You’re not going anywhere, my fallen angel…” Cherie looked around frantically, “Who are you?” He called out. The voice called out in sultry-like voice: “I believe you know me so well.” Jesse made her way while she solved puzzles and finding clues but she was startled around to hear creaks and doors opening & closing, she thought someone was here. “Why did you leave me?” The voice echoed. Cherie became disturbed by this girl. “Who was that girl?” She wondered. As she appeared in the room, she saw a mirror but jumped back when he saw someone in the room. The figure was in a dark cloak and its face was concealed. “Ah, you’ve arrived! Bring me one of my missing items, a green bottle. With absinthe potion.” Greeted the figure. Cherie searched around and found a green bottle in the dining room. The figure seized the bottle of green absinthe, startling Cherie in the process. “My past life was a tragedy, darling…See for yourself.” She said as she showed Cherie a vision in her mind of the past. Cherie shivered at the sight as she saw the figure was gone but she heard her voice again. “The world showed no compassion to me! And you won’t make that mistake to me!” The figure proclaims, “I am your Angel, come to me my angel.” Cherie wandered through this labyrinth of the opera house as she wondered about this mysterious figure while she try to search over the room to find a way out of here and looked at the map of the building as she managed to find the way out through the garden. The dark cloaked figure surprised Cherie once again, “I see you made it, bring me a red rose with a black ribbon. It’s another one of my items.” Said the figure. 

After much searching; Cherie found the rose with a black ribbon tied onto its stem in the room that represented the powder room and Cherie brought the rose to the figure. The figure took the rose, once again alarming poor Cherie. At that time; Artem and Jerome discovered a woman who had mysteriously disappeared from the small coastal town has returned several months later, naked, delirious, and pregnant with no memory of anything that happened during the time she was missing. She went through a horrible pregnancy where she gave birth to her child: A stillborn baby passed peacefully at home in the arms of his mother, who died after child birth. He had weight in this world of 4 lbs 12 oz to be exact. However, Artem had an idea that changed it all as he suggests reviving the stillborn and making it into his own image. So, Artem and Jerome revived the stillborn. The once still born, who was growing a bit, looked like a deformed creature with no hands but as it slowly matured she started to look more human. As it developed more, it looked like a deformed human with no hair. It has a tail with a tip like a scorpion, webbed feet, mostly black eyes and only five fingers. It has lungs and looked a little more disfigured. The creature couldn't speak but instead made noises of screeching and murmuring. Anytime the monster would do something good, Artem praised his creation. But when the monster wasn't responsive or disobeyed, Artem abused the creature--much to Jerome's horror. Artem would laugh at the monster's suffering; he is corrupted by his desire to become the first scientist who can turn death into a temporary condition. One day, the creature grunted and snarled when Jerome tries to feed the monster food. Jerome and Artem were surprised by how lethal has become. Jerome suggested they should kill it while they still have the chance but Artem refused so they decide to not do anything they might regret. 

At night, Jerome realized the monster has grown up and seems taller. Artem is terrified by this, he believes he has gone too far with his experiments and tries to assure himself & Jerome that there was nothing to be afraid of. The next morning; Artem and Jerome were eating when they saw the monster as it walked out of the townhouse and climbed to the roof of the townhouse. And the monster was shrieking and hollering while trotting like a manic all day and all night. Then, the monster climbed down and stood in a far corner. And one day, Artem and Jerome saw the creature was nowhere in sight but saw it on the roof of another townhouse. They watched in horror as the monster stretched out a bloody skin to dry in the sun. At that time; Artem presents his experiments of other monsters to at his college. Few people attend the lecture, and the audience includes Cherie and Gideon. Initially, something goes wrong with the monsters as Artem cannot resuscitate his monsters, much to Gideon's sneering delight. Cherie looks disgusted by the proceedings. Artem was in a panic however he saw Andrea next to him, she touched the monsters which they miraculously came to life, much surprise to the spectators. However, the monsters attacked the others. They would’ve killed Cherie and Jerome but they managed to get away. Jerome chased the creatures as he nearly died when Artem rescues him. The monsters fell to their deaths by Jerome pushing them away and the two men watched in terror as they were dead from their skulls cracked open. Looking over at the corpses; Artem felt Abigail leaned over, “Can you make another?” She whispered. Artem looked up as he gasped out, “I could and a whole lot more.” He said. He continued while saying a little, “I dream of an un-killable army, one million strong. Perhaps a thousand. Life is temporary, why should death be any different?” That night; the children were tucked into bed, as usual. They waited to hear the same soothing, honeyed voice that would lull them to sleep every night. But, this time, the voice decided to sing a different song to them. This caused the children to be hypnotized, “Draw near, dear children. Into my painted portal of my shadow garden, hear my sweet lament and I'll ask no more. Give up your will to be with me.” The song sounded ethereal yet beautiful that attracted the children. The captors could hear it and they believe an intruder is around so they try to catch the children however there seems to be evil monsters to stop these captors. One of the captives told the others, “Go and report to Lord Michael. Hurry, time’s a wasting!” And they did so. They try to get the children but shapeless shadows stop the guards from reaching the children. Artem woke up, he realizes that Abigail took the children from Hadestown and he told Jerome about it. He never knew things would be taken too far! “They're just kids...” protested Jerome. “No, they were kids! We had her children once, we need the other captured kids she took from there.” Clarified Artem. Jerome was beginning to grow with frustration, “Artem, you said yourself we're the better men. This is the time to prove it. There are thousands of kids in there. Good, honest, innocent children! They're just following orders of what Abigail says.” insisted Jerome. Artem glared at him, “I've been at the mercy of my father and just following orders. Never again.” He said. 

While lying in her room with the heater; Lily had thoughts about Artem: Lily thought Artem was a genius yet an amazing person to listen to him teaches. However; wealthy religious conservatives thinks the experiments of Artem’s work are immoral and go against society. Lily adores Artem, as many do. She has journal entries of him in her room. Lily has fantasies about being with Artem as she cuts herself, but the constable find out and use her injury as proof of Artem’s influence on her. Considering how stern the constable seemed it’s a bit surprising that he decides not to punish her because her feelings for Artem. One night, Lily had an erotic fantasy that involved with Artem that was so unspeakable that it drove her fanatically passionate. She woke up with a start as she felt wet in a weirdly arousing way and she begins to write this down in her journal entries: “In my dreams, he goes down and he eats my snatch and meat curtains, and I am turned on by how he kisses my wet heart shaped box and my spunk. I moan I tell you, head inclined up and my mouth was shaped into an O. His lips were making soft smack sounds as his intakes air while his tongue took action. It was the weirdest dream but I must tell you the truth. Sounds a bit scandalous, isn’t it?” And hides her journal away to keep it safe. Meanwhile; Artem was looking at the articles and keeping track of what’s happening to him. There is something more to Artem Payne then meets the eye: It was long ago; he can remember what the world was like when he was a child. It was peaceful and different in his perspective. Artem lived in a country as he lived with his family of two brothers, a sister and an adoptive sister. Artem's parents were Neville and Veronica--Veronica was a sweetheart, Artem adored his mother so much as he and his siblings loved her. Then, it all came crashing down when Artem learns Veronica had given birth to a dying still born baby as she was dying herself! Veronica told her children to care of each other however it didn't last long for misfortunes to Artem: First his little brother was murdered on accident, the second is his other brother was found dead with his neck snapped while blood oozed around his corpse. Then, the foster sister is accused of the murder and is sentenced to death. The ordeal had devastated Artem but he found great happiness when his older sister gets married to the love of her life! It got bad when his dear older sister was killed on her own wedding night by her new husband who got off scot free but it wasn't him as he was somewhere else than with her. Artem was angry by this, he becomes a crying fit and in a depression where he was having trouble dealing with the fact that humanity doesn't live forever and they die in the end. Artem had panic attacks and sobbing frenzies as he wants to be remembered as a being that was powerful and untouchable being ruled over the havens of Earth. It was human nature to leave a mark in history and in the hearts of other people! Artem is desired to have unlimited time but death that will prevent him from doing that no matter how hard he tries. 

It wasn't until Artem learns his father Neville is mutilating bodies to show his artwork and he wants to show the world his great masterpieces and has pushed people when he could see their flaws and believe he could fix them. He kills them by wither having their mouths taped shut, stabbed repeatedly, or shoot them. Artem was forced to watch, if he tries to intervene then he would deal with his father of his physical abuse or emotional torture. Neville did horrendous experiments to people, making them his lab rats and causing them to have their bodies change in somewhat disturbing imagery. And made children into superhuman weapons, putting people through difficult tasks as Neville would cry out: "YES! YES! WRITHE AND BE REBORN INTO BEAUTY!!!!" Artem became nauseating and vomited somewhere, away from the show of horrors that was his father's so called magnum opus. Artem could see stitches on the victims, rashes and bloodied while also pus inducing scars and other things that were gross. In result, the victims succumb and die. The soldiers tore the young women away from their loved ones and their families, gave them some surrogate mothers and kept other traumatized women in isolation rooms, sometimes for up to a year. A doctor began expanding his project. He and his assistant created a dark metal box designed to isolate the women from everything in the outside world. Within days, the women kept inside the pit were driven insane, incessantly rocking and clutching at themselves, tearing and biting their own skin and ripping out their hair. When finally removed from isolation, they were too traumatized to interact with others, and some were so shocked and depressed that they starved themselves. Then, the women restrain and inseminate by crazed and perverted men, then they would later watch and photograph the mentally ill mothers physically abusing and killing their own babies or causing miscarriages as well as kamikazes. As the children grew up; a doctor then begins experimenting on the children. The children willingly allowed the cruel doctors to use their bodies in experiments involving toothpaste, deodorant, shampoo, skin creams, detergents, liquid diets, eye drops, foot powders, and hair dyes. Though the tests required constant biopsies and painful procedures, none of the children experienced long-term harm. The next day; the children were placed in experimental groups, the assistants gave positive speech therapy to half of the children, praising the fluency of their speech, and negative speech therapy to the other half, belittling the children for every speech imperfection and telling them they were stutterers. Many of the normal speaking children who received negative therapy in the experiment suffered negative psychological effects and some retained speech problems during the progression of their life. As the children grew up; a doctor then begins experimenting on the children. The children willingly allowed the cruel doctors to use their bodies in experiments involving toothpaste, deodorant, shampoo, skin creams, detergents, liquid diets, eye drops, foot powders, and hair dyes. Though the tests required constant biopsies and painful procedures, none of the children experienced long-term harm. 

The next day; the children were placed in experimental groups, the assistants gave positive speech therapy to half of the children, praising the fluency of their speech, and negative speech therapy to the other half, belittling the children for every speech imperfection and telling them they were stutterers. Many of the normal speaking children who received negative therapy in the experiment suffered negative psychological effects and some retained speech problems during the progression of their life. Due to unsanitary conditions in the next week, it was virtually inevitable that these children would contract disease. One doctor sent to investigate the outbreak, proposed an experiment that would assist in developing a vaccine. However, the experiment required deliberately infecting children with the disease. Though the doctor’s study was controversial from the start, critics were eventually silenced by the permission letters obtained from each child’s parents. In reality, offering one’s child to the experiment was oftentimes the only way to guarantee admittance into the overcrowded institution. These un-consenting subjects were lured to safe-houses by prostitutes on the payroll, unknowingly given hallucination drugs and other mind-altering substances, and monitored from behind one-way glass. With an experiment involved with blood pressure and blood flow; the researchers used 113 children ranging in age from one hour to three days old as test subjects. In one experiment, a catheter was inserted through the umbilical arteries and into the aorta. The child's feet were then immersed in ice water for the purpose of testing aortic pressure. In another experiment, up to 50 children were individually strapped onto a circumcision board, and then tilted so that their blood rushed to their head and their blood pressure could be monitored. Individual children did not give informed consent and were not informed of their diagnosis; instead they were told they had 'bad blood' and could receive free medical treatment, rides to the clinic, meals and burial insurance in case of death in return for participating. Standard treatments for syphilis were toxic, dangerous, and of questionable effectiveness. Part of the original goal of the study was to determine if patients were better off not being treated with these toxic remedies. For many participants, treatment was intentionally denied. Many patients were lied to and given placebo treatments—in order to observe the fatal progression of the disease. It wasn't until Artem found out about the girl being violated and abused very badly; he could see her crying and her messy hair as she never spoke again! He cradles her while also consumed by her beauty. He holds her tightly, comforting her of her nightmares. But his despair made him deluded into believing all of this madness was upon himself, he caused it nevertheless it was his father that actually did this. Artem adored Cynthia so much that he could control his love for her at first glance. That's when he could see the sadistic look in his father's eyes from the reflection in the mirror and his remorseless glance that he now knows what his father Neville did to her. 

Artem helped Cynthia and her sisters, even the tortured survivors escaped. Artem begin to have nightmares that involved his fears of death: He would wake up in a coffin as he heard a preacher reciting a prayer while mourners weeping over his casket. Artem begin to bang on the lid of the coffin as he called, "Hey! Can anybody hear me?" Nobody could, the funeral continued from outside. "Somebody, help me! I'm alive, help!" He cried out louder. He banged it as loud as he could and screamed until his lungs were about to burst: "PLEASE! I'M NOT DEAD!!!" Another nightmare was of his sister that looked zombified as she was crying, "Goodbye dear brother, rest well." She whispered, tossing a red rose down. The rose feel down into the crypt pit as Artem calls out, "Sister! Please, I'm not dead!" But heard his name being called. It was his mother, who had her hand out as she said: "Come to me, my son. Come over to your mother." Artem felt tears in his eyes as he walked over but stopped and gasped when he saw his mother's face was decaying, her lips were gone and there was gunk around her teeth. A few parts of her skin was decomposed and only some bones were exposed. Artem ran for his life but he tripped as he found himself in a pile of dismembered body parts. Artem looks up as he cried out, "What's going on? Let me out!" Just then, the body parts come to life and seized Artem, pulling him under. Artem struggled, he tried to break free but those arms pulled harder. He glanced up as the silhouettes of his mother, brothers and sisters. "Bye Artem." They hollered. "Nooo, don't! Don't leave me here! Brothers! Sisters! MOTHER!!!!" The pit hole closed up and Artem woke up screaming however he decided to study about resurrection the dead. He writes notes on what his taught and found serums. He needed someone he could trust, someone who knows what to do in the works of science! Someone to be a friend and partner. It was then there was a traveling circus in town and a man calling out, "See the wonder! Come, come, come inside and see the one and only Freak Boy!" The crowd could see a young man all chained up in a caged arena while his master beats him! The crowd laughs except for a girl and Artem, who glared at the cruel master. The master collects money from the laughing crowd that left, however the boy was shocked to see the girl was injured as he treats her but the master hurts the boy. However, Artem chokes the master to death and frees the boy but the girl didn't see this as she was unconscious of her injury. "You look quite different from early, my good man." remarked Artem. The young man glared at him, "Spare me the platitude, what do you want?" snapped the young man. "Is this how you than me? Well I'm insulted!" said Artem who pretended to be insulted however he grew serious. "Show some respect, I saved your life, the least you could is to be grateful, what is your name?" He demanded. The young man sighed, "My name is Jerome Sinclair." He said. "Filthy sot made a lot of hell for you and he collects money as a result in the process.” “You wouldn't understand how much pain I was in." Jerome replied. Artem nodded, thinking about his father. He kind of does understand! "Jerome...do you know about raising the dead?" Artem asked. "Yes, a lot in fact I know a lot more." Jerome said. A smile crept upon Artem's face, "Excellent." He answered softly. All of his life, Poor Jerome never had friends in his life but once he's bathed and dressed much better in clothes, Jerome becomes Artem's assistant. Artem is a man of unbridled passion while Jerome is a man of moderation and reason, but there are differences--Jerome is bare-boned when Artem attempts to heal his wounds. Most of why Jerome is so willing to follow Artem around and do as he's told even when he's unhappy about it stems from the fact that Artem essentially gave Jerome an entirely new and non-miserable existence by hauling him out of the circus. Jerome & Artem are close, but their friendship is an unhealthy one, and it's especially harmful for Jerome. These two guys have such a good time together, and as an audience, it could be that some would think that they want them to be together. It's exciting; they have all these adventures that are half the time. The other half the time, Jerome utterly abused, and beaten up, and hurt, and embarrassed, and just manipulated by him, so half the time is where these guys are great together and the other half the time is begging Jerome to run away now! Jerome becomes this to Artem, whose erratic demeanor and contentious opinions irritates and offends everyone else. In the present where Artem and Jerome was called in by Gideon who summoned them here for some reason and they came; Gideon is confronting them both! Jerome asked nervously what he is going to do. 

But Gideon held the weapon in hand as he smiled darkly at him. “I pull the bayonet here. The magnum goes off. The part of your medulla oblongata spray all over the ground. Everything gets grisly and raw...Then, you die.” Sullivan said, leering over a horrified Jerome. However, Artem hit him from behind and then he and Jerome ran away in fear. However, Constable Lazarro confronted them at gunpoint! “Gentlemen, sorry about this but I believe I have heard of an assault.” He said. Artem and Jerome looked at each other in confusion. “Not sure what you mean.” Jerome said with confusion. Constable Lazarro holds up a picture of a young girl, “I believe you know who I mean.” Artem looked at the picture in shock, “That’s…” He rasped. Sullivan snickered in delight, “You know her; she had been kidnap by you. She told me everything.” He said arrogantly, “As soon as I kill your arse, she’ll be so thrilled of all my hard work.” Artem used a crowbar nearby and hit Sullivan. Constable tries to fire his gun but he is knocked to the wall by the lurching Sullivan! “Come on, no time to lose.” Artem told Jerome, Jerome was about to follow but stopped and called out, “Wait!” Artem was annoyed for he asked, “What is it now?” Jerome looked over as he said, “What is that sound?” Artem wondered what he was talking about but he saw so many men burnt alive and flailing their arms like crazy. Constable realized this was his squad because he could hear them crying out his name. Artem couldn’t believe it, “My god…!” He gasped. Then he heard a voice pretending to let out pleasuring griping as if carnal over the violence: “Look at me, I'm burning.” Moaned Andrea. Sullivan, Constable, Artem, and Jerome were horrified to see Constable’s squad member being burned alive. Andrea emerged from the shadows as she said the constable and Sullivan, “Hello Lazarro….Sullivan, I want to play a game.” She then smiled and giggled maniacally. Artem looked in horror while Jerome was confused by this sight. “What kind of game?” asked Constable Lazarro. “Simple, I set out havoc towards you and you two run like hell.” She presses a button on a pen-like object and there was monsters coming in different directions. “It's time to start our game.” Andrea said. “What game are you speaking about, you wench?” demanded Sullivan. “Death, my darling fiend.” Mora said with a matter of fact tone, “Death is a surprise party. Time is an illusion that cannot be given. You think it's the living who have ultimate judgment over you, because the dead will have no claim over your soul. But you may be mistaken.” She giggled. “What the hell do we do now?” asked Constable Lazarro. Andrea glared at him as she said in an inhuman voice: “The games have just begun. Live or die, make your choice.” The constable and Gideon turned as they saw homunculi coming at them as they begin to chase them. Jerome was shocked by this sight and looked at Artem. She was singing as she whirled around, “Here we go, the world is spinning. When it stops, it's just beginning. Sun comes up, we all laugh. Sun goes down, we all die...” She laughed at Constable Lazarro and Sullivan’s suffering. “’The hell are you?” Sullivan screamed. “Keep yourself down, Gideon.” Lazarro instructed. They hid behind something as they panted out of breath. Artem chuckled, “Cowards. They are so scared.” He remarked. Jerome looked at Artem with confusion. “Do you know these girls?” He asked. 

Artem glanced at him and said, “In a way.” While they were hiding, the monsters were looking for the constable and Sullivan. “The bitch, how dare she try to kill us with these monsters!” muttered Sullivan in a raspy tone. Constable snickered to himself a little, “Hmm, this is getting interesting…” He rejoined softly. “What are you muttering about Constable?” demanded Gideon, he was about to peek over but Constable put an arm on his shoulder, “Wait, they must be approaching, this is our chance.” He instructed. “What?” Gideon asked. There was a pause before there was a step, then another and then another until they were close where the constable and Gideon were hiding. The constable leaped out from his hiding spot with a weapon. “FOUND YOU, WITCH!!!” Constable shouted but his heart dropped and Sullivan was horrified. Jerome trembled while Artem held his breath while staying calm. They saw that Andrea had a gun levitating beside her as she smirked while saying, “Game over.” Gideon let out a nervous laugh, “You have to be kidding me.” He said weakly. The gun went off and hit Gideon, causing him to fall. Constable Lazarro hid but peeked out a little to watch this. Andrea smiled down at Sullivan glared at her. Andrea had her hands into a shape of a V as she exclaimed, “Now is the End of Days, and I am the Reaper!” Gideon smirked darkly, “When you’re frustrated you burn people, but you really are a bit of a bastard, aren’t you?” He remarked. “Excuse me?” Andrea asked glaring at him. It was then Gideon laughs a little, “Ignorant selfish cruel bastard, yes, I rather think you don’t know what kind of lunatic you have on hand and though you’ve been content to abuse others freely for a good long time you’ll have to accept the fact that you are a monster!!!!” Gideon charges; Andrea stops him telekinetically just in time, and Gideon slips crashing into Kitty, who snarls and slashes him across the face, knocking him down. "AUGH! Bloody hell, stop--!!!!!" Kitty and Polly faintly laughs, Gideon cursed and screamed: "Wretched hussies, you dare attack me? Even this stupid....?!" He was about to say but Mora used her telekinetic abilities. Gideon screamed harder as he glared at the four girls, "I don't know how you know Artem but you are going to suffer. However, Andrea pressed her foot against his arm and said, “The reason I did this today was to make clear these reasons. I will show no mercy to anyone who is in our way. My sisters and I annihilate them. So my good man....Pray. That's all you can do while you're still alive.” Gideon gasped, he whimpered so Andrea placed her feet off him. She smirked at Constable Lazarro, “I promise that my work will continue.” She said and laughed as well as her other three sisters. Jerome would have fainted but managed to composed himself! It wasn’t until Artem and Jerome managed to get away nevertheless Artem stopped and he gasps. "Cynthia?" He whispered. Artem saw a fragile but a girl from afar hidden in a corner but when she was spotted, she ran off! "WAIT!!!" Artem cried. Later on; Artem then told Jerome about what’s really going on: There is a curse amongst the people in New Americana. 

It started in a paradise called Pleasuredome, Pleasuredome is a hot, hot, hot place because of the unbeatable heat! But it's also full of the most superficial bastards who pretend to be anybody’ friend and stab them in the back. There was one girl who suffered so much and nobody helped her so now there is a curse place upon the people in Pleasuredome! How did all begin? Where it all did started? There once was a bullied girl by the name of Abigail Carroll. Abigail was bullied and abused from school and at home. It was then Abigail suffered so much that it haunted her as she was determined to have her revenge! It all started with her mother Francesca began taking her anger out on Abigail, beating them with paddles. Francesca soon focused her abuse exclusively on Abigail, accusing her of stealing candy that she had bought from a grocery store, and humiliating her when she admitted that she once had a boyfriend. Francesca encouraged a girl name Zara and other neighborhood children to torment Abigail, including, among other things, extinguishing cigarettes on her skin, beating her, tying her up, burning her with scalding water, rubbing salt in her wounds, and leave her.  She was locked in the cellar and forbidden leave the house. Abigail attempted to escape the night after overhearing Francesca's plan to blindfold and dump her in a wooded area nearby, but as she reached the front door, Francesca caught her and punished her by tying her up in the basement and giving her only crackers to eat. There was so many multiple beatings, burnings, and scalding baths. For years, Francesca abused and tortured Abigail in various ways including burning them with cigarettes, throwing knives at her, forced feedings and beatings. She made her daughter hold her down while she beat and tortured her. In one instance, she held a pistol to Abigail's head and threatened to kill her. Francesca primarily focused her anger and abuse on Abigail. Her mother resented Abigail, which she was maturing and blossoming into an attractive young woman while she faced the prospect of growing old and losing her looks. Francesca also believed that her husband--who had abandoned her--had turned Abigail into a witch. Because of this belief, Abigail received the worst of Francesca's abuse. Francesca became convinced that Abigail was casting spells on her and shot Abigail in the chest with a pistol. The bullet became lodged in her back, but Francesca refused to allow Abigail to seek medical attention and left her to die in the family bathtub. Abigail survived so Francesca began to nurse her back to health. Abigail eventually recovered without receiving professional medical treatment. Francesca beat her, tied her and locked her in a hot closet with no ventilation. Francesca forbade her to have food or water or to open the door to the closet. But in her teens, it gets even worse: One night as she was trying to get home; Abigail decided to take a 10 minute shortcut to her when they encountered gang members drinking beer after holding a gang initiation. The gang members captured and beat her repeatedly. Then, the members attempt to strangled her to death. The leader of that gang was Zara, and her friends were Samantha 'Sam' and Josie. Since the last night beating; Francesca blamed Abigail for everything and she sold her to an experimental lab who were cruel and merciless bastards. All of a sudden; Abigail was fertilized as she gave birth to five daughters. But her daughters were taken from her and she was devastated. But then, she was given terrifying powers that left her thin as she begins to feel much darker. After she got out; Abigail was a suicidal, depressed, misunderstood, tragic, abused and tortured girl who only wanted empathy and love. She use to feel lost, and does not know which path to go, there’s nothing that anyone could do for her. It seems that every day there’s a new reason to cry about, and eventually the problems stack so high that Abigail can’t take it anymore. Abigail had befriends Zara and her friends however they betray her. One day during a drill; her so-called friends moved over to where Abigail was standing, near a drain, and begin to crowd the poor girl, getting in her face and nudging her towards the open manhole. They pushed her and she tripped over and fell head-first down the manhole. When they saw her falling, the girls started giggling and when Abigail's name was called out, they shouted "She’s down in the sewer!" All of the other students began laughing. 

But when the teachers looked down the manhole and saw Abigail's body lying at the bottom in the muck, the laughter abruptly stopped. Her head was twisted around at an odd angle and her face was covered in blood. Worse still, she wasn’t moving. There was nothing any of the teachers could do for her. Abigail was dead. When the police arrived and went down into the sewer, they determined that she had broken her neck. Her face had been torn off when she hit the ladder on the way down and her neck snapped when she landed on her head on the concrete at the bottom. Then, a few minutes, her head turned back into place. As she lied in her own blood, she turned to the horrified crowd and smiled: "Don't cry, I'm okay." Abigail then got up and walked off, not bothered by her blood-stained clothes. One day, she came across a party where her attackers were and then she shouted at them: "I WILL NOT REST UNTIL ALL OF YOU ARE DEAD!!! MY CHILDREN WILL MURDER YOU!!" Her powers scared everyone and she vanished but she was never seen again! And now these four sisters came along. Could these four girls be the daughters of Abigail? Has Abigail placed a curse upon the city of the paradise land called Pleasuredome? And if so, could Abigail Carroll still be alive?