Cosmic Convergence V2--Chapter 2

This is the second chapter of the second volume of my story, Cosmic Convergence. We get to see more on Bonnie's life and she reunites with a childhood friend who was also a crush too. Find out what happens next, thank you! --KatDon

Chapter 2: Destiny to Set Free


Bonnie was taking a walk one day in the woods where she was feeling sleepy and passed out. Her mind was going back to the past, where it was a dangerous cult she was a survivor once of a dangerous, religious clan. In her problematic childhood within a cult; it felt as if Bonnie and the other kids were literally brainwashed. They had weekly services with a set program of hymns, prayer, sermon, hymn, announcements, main message, hymn, and prayer. The topics at these sermons were extremely narrow like prophecy of the end coming, self improvement, never talk to people that were outsiders for they will taint others and how everyone was useless. There were many ways in which we were indirectly encouraged to harm themselves. Many people looked down upon modern medicine, and felt that using it was a way of turning away from God; slapping him in the face, making it clear he wasn't needed but that was plain ridiculous for Bonnie. On the other hand, when any of the main leaders fell ill, they were immediately rushed off to receive medical care. They controlled the people's diet. There were annual days of fasting, and whenever the leadership could scare up enough drama within the members, they would declare a fasting within the church so everyone could all get closer to God and resolve our issues. Parents were encouraged to get their children involved as young as possible. They abstained from food and drink. It was evil, dirty, wrong, and it would hurt. Within the cult, the person who wishes to be wed had to be baptized before a minister would marry you. No one couldn't be baptized and marry someone else who wasn't or couldn't marry outside the church. Some ministers wouldn't baptize anyone if they thought them only incentive was to get married. There were rampant cases of abuse from the leadership, but Bonnie and the others were always too fearful to report it because the children were always taught that it must have, in some way, been our fault. So-called traditional gender roles were enforced where women stay home, pop out babies, cook, and clean. Men were to work and support the home. Having children, and lots of them, was strongly encouraged. Adoption was frowned upon, even for those who were unable to have their own children. So many families were living in poverty because there were just too many children to take care of. Everything got worst when Bonnie and Declan could see their families were murdered by the cult because they were ‘sinning’. They knew things were increasing so they decided to escape and did so but the cult chased them however Bonnie and Declan went separately as they never see each other again. But Bonnie was discovered by teachers and students who were concerned as they took her in. Bonnie told the staff of the school what happened and she was given a job to work at the school to keep her safe. She stayed with the school and became an assistant to the children. There was a party today as Bonnie was there to celebrate within the school as she helped the kids out. Just then, unexpected visitors crashed the celebration with loaded guns and started a massacre. They shot at other people who fell to the floor. Panic filled everyone else, they try to flee but some were shot in the process. Bonnie watched in horror as her friends were being shot at. She noticed that one of the children was panting of the wound bleeding from there as he cries out, he noticed Bonnie there and calls out, "Get away from here, Bonnie!" However they were all shot at as Bonnie screamed with terror. Bonnie was attacked and tortured by five men while there were police sirens in the air and the men heard them as they escaped from the party. So many were dead and only Bonnie survived. Bonnie woke up, lying in a room and gets up from the ground of the floor. She begins to look around however she looks around but almost lost her footing. She looked down, she could see you. So she begins to walk around the house. Bonnie looked around to see the rooms with the painted walls of perfect blue skies, white puffy clouds, tall buildings, and trees. However, she saw darkness around her and was shocked to see a gruesome mess. There was the word murder written all over the house, the father pulled out a knife from his neck and hacks away at the mother, who screams her last words were: “BURN IN HELL!!!” And the father died from his stab wounds. The children were depressed when the brother has a noose around his neck and standing on a chair, the chair was knocked over and the brother is choking to death. The sister screams, she is then crying and then her crying eyes begin to glow as she said, “You never see us every day so one of these days, you will regret this!” She begins to chase Bonnie, who ran off and she was running while looking back as the girl chased her with a dagger in hand. Bonnie then didn’t see where she was going, when she bumps into someone else. “Whoa, whoa, are you OK ma’m?” The guy asked. Bonnie was panting and she managed to see a guy, her eyes widened. “Help me, please!” She begged. The guy was shocked and stared at her. “Bonnie?” The guy asked. Bonnie also recognized the guy as well, “Declan?” She asked. Declan could see the girl chanting: “You are cursed! It’s your entire fault, your fault by your causes! You killed us!” Bonnie tried to cover her ears however she couldn’t drown out the voice. “Please, I’m sorry…Have mercy!!! PLEASE!!!!” Bonnie screamed. Declan then kicked the girl and said to her, “Back off bitch!” He exclaimed. The girl lunged at Declan but he held out a switchblade weapon where he warns her, “Stay away from my friend! You come near her, I’ll regret while I’m doing this.” The girl sneers at him and Bonnie that gave them both chills. Then she turned and ran away while giggling. Bonnie looks back at Declan and embraced him, “Oh my god, I missed you so much.” She managed to say. “Me too, little woman. Me too.” Declan responded. Later; Bonnie and Declan were having lunch, talking with one another. Bonnie noticed that Declan looked different than before when they were kids.  Declan was now a young man with an average build. He sports a black and blonde undercut with his hair spiked up. When he was a kid, he has dark brown hair and it used to be straight. “You look cute, I like that new do’.” Bonnie said. 

Declan laughs, his face was flushed red. “Thanks. Look at you, you got a great set of lands in your chest there and your hips look curvier.” He said, gesturing towards Bonnie. Bonnie pretend to be offended but she laughed, “Come on dude! I feel so insecure about that.” Bonnie scolded. Declan grinned, “All right, I shouldn’t talk about that.” He said. Bonnie and Declan looked a little shy around each other but they had to depart on their separate ways however Declan lets her stay at his place. “Oooh, trying to seduce me huh?” teased Bonnie. Declan laughed, “Shut up.” But he said in a serious tone while giving her a key, “Take this spare key. You come by anytime, all right?” Bonnie nodded, “Thanks. But this is strange giving someone a spare key.” She pointed out. Declan rolled his eyes, “I’m giving it to someone I trust.” He said. Bonnie smiles and kissed his cheek, “I knew you would. You know you can trust me.” She said with a wink. Bonnie said goodbye and drove off as she crossed the train tracks however she heard a click and found her vehicle was immovable. The car was stuck on the tracks, Bonnie couldn’t get out and the kids screamed and cried hysterically but the conductor of the train only laughed horribly! The train crashed into the bus but luckily Bonnie jumped away, the children picked up their things and carried them, the children and the conductor were pulling at Bonnie while laughing and chanting words: “KILL! OBEY! MULTIPLY! DIE!” The conductor was still laughing at the frightened Bonnie while covered in blood and holding a knife. Bonnie pushed the crowd away and she ran off to get away from them. They were chasing them while she came across a young man name Satoshi who helps her escape in the car and Bonnie thanks him. There he was, Matsuda Haruki is constantly attacked by Wendigos and he fights them with the understanding that he is doing what his tormentor had done before he died. However, as time passes Matsuda is no longer sure of his duties and even his identity. At one point he realizes that he cannot remember. That's what he's been through while he focused on what happens next. It was then, their paths crossed where Matsuda was confronted by Satoshi Tossaint, whom the latter was faced to face with Matsuda. He went down there to confront the guy; he looked at him dead in the eye and said, “Matsuda, it's me.” Matsuda was shocked as he replied, glaring back at him: “What are you…” He started to say but Satoshi cut him off. “I'll explain later...Right now, let's take on these monsters!” He declared. In the meantime; Rishon Mames and Declan Rothwell were facing off against the monsters, they were clashing with it as the monster was attacking but Rishon and Declan dodged it. Rishon had his weapon as he used it to take on the beast! The beast managed to get the upper hand as he took down Rishon, who went down tumbling. In retaliation; Rishon try to assault the monster! But he was knocked backwards right next to Rishon, they both looked like they were about to be beaten until someone step in and punched the monster back! But this someone was a human. This incredulous Rishon and Declan as they watched in disbelief at the sight of a human but he wasn't an ordinary person at all! "Who was that, Declan?" Rishon asked. "I don't know!" replied Declan. They watched as a boy who looked to be 16 to 17 was fast as he used his skills and his hand became a weapon out of a muscular-like transformation. It was at that moment, a bright iridescent light that blinded almost the two where they saw Satoshi who aided Matsuda. Meanwhile; Bonnie went to a walkway where she saw singing folks however those people turned their heads towards her. Bonnie felt unnerved by this, she continued on the trail. She recalled how creeped out by the birds as they locked eyes with her! Bonnie tries her best to calm down however her child innocent life she knew as a little girl was becoming more and more macabre. Thugs held sharp objects; they have faces so intimidating as they were very nightmarish! Their voices are incoherent, muffled and demonic that frightened Bonnie! All people she knew were now resentful; their eyes were bloodshot, and depressed because of the blood trails they left behind. Bonnie tried to go closer and comfort them when she heard screaming, she runs away to find more of a horror show: She begins to hear dreadful voices, she knew the faces were not what she remembered: Angry, upset glances and enemies shouting while waving their blood stained weapons as one of the dismembered limbs were what the enemy legion were holding in their hands. Everyone she knew and cared about was whimpering as they were bleeding profusely. Some were begging to be let go but they were already decapitated. Bonnie was helpless as she felt the carnage sprayed everyone, some blood got in her mouth and she begins to gag by the metallic-like scent. There was blood splattered innocence all around as Bonnie passed out however she awoke to a funeral where she saw everybody dressed in black. A dirge was playing that sounded slowly yet melancholia. There were gravestones with names of each marked with ‘Rest in Peace’, however the music halted as Bonnie felt all eyes on her as they glared at her. Bonnie was so scared that she ran away in fear. She saw that the mourners wielding with weapons and she was chased by them. Bonnie managed to lose them when she ran into a figure, she was so startled that she gasped in fear. The guy looked at Bonnie and smiled at her. “Hello, my name is Matsuda Haruki. Would you mind coming with me?” He said. Bonnie was willing and they went to some sort of place that was like a medical room. Matsuda gives her a pill and Bonnie swallows it down as the procedure begins: Matsuda grasps Bonnie's arm. His thumb should pull the skin taut about 2.5cm to 5cm below the puncture site. Make sure the patient's arm points slightly down to avoid re-flux. Matsuda lines up the needle with the vein as he made sure the bevel is up. He insert the needle into the vein, push the collection tube toward the holder until the butt end of the needle pierces the stopper on the tube and makes sure that the tube is below the puncture site, allowing the tube to fill while removing and discarding the tourniquet as soon as blood flow into the tube is adequate. Bonnie lets out a shaky gasp, she was turning her head as she could feel the tension in her and felt shaken. She had a drip in her arm and she is about to pass out when she could hear Wendigos were coming at her. The drip tears her vein open and bleeds heavily, Bonnie whimpers in ecstasy and could see her own self emitting blood that sprayed everywhere! She didn’t have time to clean it up until she ran into Matsuda who stares at her and came closer to her. Seeing the bloody mess; Matsuda, mesmerized, engulfs at her bleeding wound where he was drinking her blood and Bonnie let out a moan. His teeth grinded against her flesh while Bonnie moaned softly; she felt daggers into her blood vessels as they ripped out a little. Bonnie passed out and awoke to see Matsuda was treating her wound. The needle was pushed into the base of the opposite side of the wound, the needle rotate through the second side of the wound. Looping the string as Bonnie tugged around. There was a bloody mess but it was doing OK with the wound closing up. Bonnie begins to utter shaky breaths and trying not to squirm but the look on her face was something out of something more thrilling. Matsuda pulls away while Bonnie looks at him in amazement. “What are you?” Bonnie asked. Matsuda stared at her, “Just another experimental freak, can’t you tell?” He inquired. Bonnie smiles, “I like freaks. Good ones like you.” She answered. Matsuda nodded, “Glad to hear that.” He said. Bonnie grinned and giggled along with Matsuda who was laughing too. Moments later; Bonnie got back to Declan’s place with the address she was given along with the key as she fell asleep. When she awoke; Bonnie looks around to see a world full of rainbows and neon colors. She could see dolphins, pandas, kittens, puppies, and unicorns. There is a variety of sweets—chocolate, candy cane, gumdrop, peanut brittle, plum, lollipop, ice cream, and licorice! Bonnie tastes the candies, giggling to herself like a little child but soon her happy place would turn upside down of a miserable but dark realm. She went to a walkway where she saw singing birds however those birds turned their heads towards her. Bonnie felt unnerved by this, she continued on the trail. She recalled how creeped out by the birds as they locked eyes with her! Bonnie tries her best to calm down however her child innocent life she knew as a little girl was becoming more and more macabre. The villains held sharp objects; they have faces so intimidating as they were very nightmarish! Their voices are incoherent, muffled and demonic that frightened Bonnie! All people she knew were now resentful, their eyes were bloodshot, depressed because of the blood trails they left behind. Bonnie tried to go closer and comfort them when she heard screaming, she runs away to find more of a horror show: She begins to hear dreadful voices, she knew the faces were not what she remembered: Angry, upset glances and enemies shouting while waving their blood stained weapons as one of the dismembered limbs were what the enemy legion were holding in their hands. Everyone she knew and cared about was whimpering as they were bleeding profusely. Some were begging to be let go but they were already decapitated. Bonnie was helpless as she felt the carnage sprayed everyone, some blood got in her mouth and she begins to gag by the metallic-like scent. There was blood splattered innocence all around as Bonnie passed out however she awoke to a funeral where she saw everybody dressed in black. A dirge was playing that sounded dawdling yet melancholia. There were gravestones with names of each marked with ‘Rest in Peace’, however the music halted as Bonnie felt all eyes on her as they glared at her. Bonnie was so scared that she ran away in fear. There were more terrors: Bus stuck on the tracks, the driver couldn’t get out and the kids screamed and cried hysterically but the conductor of the train only laughed horribly! The train crashed into the bus, the headless children picked up their bloodied heads and carried them. The driver was alive nevertheless the headless children and the conductor were pulling his limbs off while laughing and chanting words: “KILL! OBEY! MULTIPLY! DIE!” The conductor was still laughing at the bus driver’s miserable death while covered in blood and holding a knife. Two children were playing in the front yard when the father sighs as he says, “It’s such a shame.” There was the word murder written all over the house, the father pulled out a knife from his neck and hacks away at the mother, who screams her last words were: “BURN IN HELL!!!” And the father died from his stab wounds. 

The children were depressed when the brother has a noose around his neck and standing on a chair, the chair was knocked over and the brother is choking to death. The sister screams, she is then crying and then her crying eyes begin to glow as she said, “You never see us every day so one of these days, you will regret this!” There was a family who are happy looking and one of the family members looked bored however when the family left for awhile. His demeanor changed into a maniacal expression as he ate something that looked like minced meat in his Tupperware! He lets out a crazy laugh and his eyes were fixated of a forest in the trees. How he was watching people swimming in the pond from where he was. And lastly, there was a family which showed the father to be angrier, the mother to be melancholic, the daughter was nervous, and the brother to be upset yet hateful. The son broke a window however he falls out and dies. His corpse looked unrealistic and unrecognizable, the family mourned for his death for a year. They were thinner after one year so they decide to go visit the son’s grave but broke down crying upon seeing the corpse leaning against the grave. And there were names of people who were already dead! Bonnie heard everyone chanting: “You are cursed! It’s your entire fault, your fault by your causes! You killed us!” Bonnie tried to cover her ears however she couldn’t drown out the voices. “Please, I’m sorry. Have mercy! PLEASE!!!!” Bonnie woke up in her quarters and looked around her; she was in her bed as she looked around and saw that it was all a terrible nightmare. Bonnie got out of bed and she staggered around when she was found Declan. Overcome by the nightmares in her mind; Bonnie break out in sobs wanting to reach out to him but push him away at the same time, she didn’t even know what the thinks, if he was just so close right now and he seemed so safe. She wouldn’t let herself have him but he then did something unexpected. He stands and moves oven to her, her legs tucked up in your arms and your face down. He wrapped his arms around her and tenderly stroked the hair from her face. “Shh…shh… I know it’s all overwhelming but you have got to calm down.” He cupped her face in his hands brought her eyes to his. “I just want this all to end.” Bonnie gasped. “I know” He whispered and then his lips touched hers. Bonnie couldn’t believe this was happening. The boy that was her childhood friend that been through a crazy religious cult would kiss her here and now! Declan pulls away to look into Bonnie’s eyes, her face flushing on sight. “I always liked you Bonnie, always. Ever since we were kids, I hated when you were suffering during that time. And seeing you, you’ve grown up so much.” Declan said, he smiled at her. Bonnie was speechless before finding her voice, “I never knew that, I liked you too but I didn’t know if you feel the same way.” She then begins to cry: “It’s all my fault…All those kids are dead, because of me…I wish I could’ve saved them all…” She managed to say however Declan embraced her and he will comfort her to the point where she suffers from emotional, shattered nerves. Getting her out of clothes while Declan did the same. Bonnie was too new to all of this: She’s an angel, but without wings as she was having one night with is being violated yet desecrated but it’s all voluntary. She’s giving Declan power over her, making her the submissive and him the powerfully dominant one. The power he’s getting is almost intoxicating. While Bonnie's insides feel broken apart, like she’s losing a part of herself to this new found pleasure, she nonetheless desires it badly. Her willingness to concede control; now she describes his intense desire to sexually dominate her. With that in mind, his downward spiral has made him become animalistic in his attitude and his desires are regressing into a primitive instinct like that of an animal. Declan is so driven by his animalistic carnal desires that he cannot think clearly anymore. He is completely irrational and consumed by lust for Bonnie. Her hips were rhythmically revolving, griping pleasurably enjoying the union of in the middle of Declan. Despite her pleasure moans, there was also Bonnie’s crying but it was also tamed by Declan’s soothing whispers. When he started to listen to her experiences and venting out her feelings, he was starting to listen and care while they are entwined in each other's arms. Moaning each other’s names. But Bonnie was the one that was moaning the most pleasure and exaggerated whimpers and cries ever. Perhaps this wasn’t the best method for her emotions but maybe just this once, this would be the way to console her. Just this once….Waking up in the morning next to Bonnie is such an amazing feeling for him that it seems unreal. He doesn’t take this for granted. Knowing that she loves him back is so amazing that it seems unreal. It’s so perfect that he can hardly believe it. 

Bonnie couldn’t believe either, she thought about her childhood with Declan and how innocent they were but the cult within was a nightmare. Lying in bed for awhile; Bonnie got out of bed carefully and staggers to get dress. She was walking out of the bedroom but she stopped to hear something. “Hey sexy.” Declan called, Bonnie turned around and saw Declan smiling at her. “I like you.” He said. Bonnie smiled back, she walked over to him as she leaned over to him and kissed his mouth. It was passionate, yet sweet and Bonnie lingered to his mouth as she used her tongue in his mouth. Bonnie pulls away, she smiles and said in a sultry tone: “I like you more, hot stuff.” Declan let out a whistle, “Damn. That was irrestible.” He stated. “Yeah, now stay in there. I’m getting us both breakfasts.” Bonnie commanded. “Yes ma’m. You really know how to make a guy submissive.” Declan joked. Bonnie giggles, “I’ll be right back.” She said. And she left. Meanwhile; Emily was brought in to explore murder cases such as people with the most obnoxious voices and they were all murdered by Andrea, who wanted to shut them up. She was viewing the memories onto the Moneta with Tate and his squad where they found some pretty grisly things on there. The first victim was known as Noshi Parker: He has a high pitched voice that sounds screeching like nails on chalkboard. The second victim is Paul Pryce: He speaks in a nasal voice which is much louder than everyone else is around them. When Andrea came across each of these two, she would become irritated by their voices and she finally say to them: “You know, you need to shut up.” And uses her telekinesis to gouge out their voice box and beheaded them! It was shockingly brutal for Emily and the others, especially when Andrea and her sisters stomping on the vocal chords. At that moment; Emily and the others could see the memories being played out on the Moneta: 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!!!” 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 and 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. 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, his 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 straighten the abnormal curvature in his back. 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 were escaping from the terrors they saw; 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. 

Nevertheless, 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. The 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? After seeing this, Emily was shaken with fear as she recalled her encounter with Artem: “He didn’t seem so distress when he first met…How could a man like him suffer so much?” She thought. Meanwhile; Lily watched the scientists as they give it various injections, stretch the body to hold off a stiffly death, as Jerome uses his deft skills as a surgeon to insert electrodes all over the body. Jerome attaches the fork-like object bolts into the baby’s neck. Gideon and his scientists surround the table. Jerome stands back, nervous. Artem primes the machines, and without ceremony, fires the dynamos. Nothing happens, and then the electrical wiring all over the baby lights on fire. This gets laughs from the scientists. Lily looked over at Gideon who just smirking at her. Lily look away, she was shaken. Artem said to his partner and friend, “Jerome, help, quickly…” Artem and Jerome tear away all the equipment, putting out the fires to reveal the baby, uninjured and very much alive. Gideon looks to Lily, enormously pleased with himself; the scientists quietly lose their minds. “MY GOD!!!” One of them exclaimed. Lily shivered as she couldn’t believe this; she could feel Gideon behind her. He whispers softly in her ear: “Isn’t it incredible?” Lily looked over at him. He smiled in the most dazzling way, she felt her heart leap out of her chest and glanced away but heard Gideon chuckled behind her. Jerome looks to Artem, who raises an eyebrow: “Told you so.” He said softly. Gideon turns and said to the scientists: “Gentlemen, if you’d excuse us.” The scientists move out into the lab. Gideon turned to Artem and Jerome as he asked, “Well alright then, which one of you is going to be a sport and kill it?” Lily let out a soft gasp. There was silence until Lily looked over at Artem and Jerome. “I will.” Artem offered. Jerome looked over at his friend, “What!? Artem…!” He begins to protest. Gideon was callous in his response, “What’s this vexation? What do you want me to do? Bring it back?” He let out a tinkling laugh, “Of course we have to kill the infant. I’m afraid this isn’t negotiable; I’d really be much more comfortable knowing the thing was properly disposed off.” Artem looked over at his friend, “It’s just an experiment, Jerome. We must make sacrifices.” He said. Jerome couldn’t believe this when he spluttered out: “I won’t let you- I won’t stand by--!” Artem angrily responded, “YOU WILL. YOU WILL STAND BY. YOU WILL GET OUT OF THE WAY--!!!!” He exclaimed. Gideon piped up in a unsympathetic tone, “You can resurrect a dozen babies.” Jerome looked at him, “I- I- I-you bastard, you bloody monstrous bastard--!!!” He exclaimed. Artem looked back at him, “Get out of here. Now.” He exclaimed. Jerome looks at the baby one last time, but his natural meekness overpowers him, and he storms out. Jerome pushes through the scientists, making a beeline for the door. He storms out into the empty street, crying, raging, he stomps back and forth. “NO! I WON’T STAND FOR THIS!” He thought with anger. Jerome charges back in, Gideon stepping in front of him but Jerome shoves him aside, going towards the surgery door, which bursts open. Artem holds the dingy little bundle. “Make yourself useful and dispose of this.” He stated. 

Artem slams the bundle to Jerome’s chest. Jerome stares at him in horror. Artem is emotionless; cold...The world seems to fall away for Jerome. Clutching the bundle to his chest, he turns and walks out the door. Jerome slams the door behind him, breathing hard, tears streaming down his face. He stares out into the predawn fog, his mind racing when the baby coos. Jerome looks down: the baby, though unconscious, is alive. He blinks in shock. A scrap of paper is tucked in with the baby. Scribbled in familiar handwriting: “J, How little you think of me? Take the child to Miss Pettavel, she’ll take care of the rest. Then return back, be safe –A.” After reading this; Jerome lets out a little gasping laugh, and then looks around in disbelief. He hurried to the direction of where Miss Pettavel is residing. Later when he took the infant child to the secretary; Jerome headed back to the lab where he is met with chaos! Artem, Lily and Gideon were all right however the other scientists weren’t as lucky as the monsters of the experiment took retribution against them. The monsters were eating the scientists alive. Their screams of anguish were deafened by the screams of the monsters, who were now excited and enraged. They took large, bloody bites out of the other scientists, ripping them apart and open; they violently tear their intestines and other organs out of their body cavities and nibbling at them with their teeth. Lily gripped onto Artem’s arm, scared but Artem embraced her as they both watch in terror. Lily glanced over to see Jerome staring in horror at the massacre when one of the monsters took notice of him and let out a screech that got the others’ attention and they turned on Jerome, who ran off! Jerome was chased by the monsters and tries to get away quickly however there was nowhere to run and hide from these abominations! Bracing himself against the walls, Jerome tries to make it to the edge as the still-falling monster grabs at him once more. Jerome prepares himself but his knees are at his chest and the monster pulls him down further, it finally hitting the ground. Jerome tries to move over it; it hits him, hard, dazing him but pushing him to the edge--The creature yanks itself towards him, not caring about the flesh being sheared away. The dazed Jerome is yanked out into a patch of dirt by the stables. Jerome lays there stunned, watching helplessly as the monsters begins to pull themselves free, snarling and roaring in rage, one arm grabbing Jerome’s leg when a shovel comes down one of the monsters' wrist, and he jerks back his arm, taking a swing instead at Artem who was the one that was wielding the shovel. Again we see the easy, serpentine way! Artem was dodging from the creature with ease and almost serpentine way; he glides smoothly around three huge swings from the monster’s free arm, and then brings the shovel crashing down on its head again and again constantly like a madman! “Artem! Artem, stop! It’s dead, it’s dead!” Jerome cried out. Artem finally stopped, covered in the creature’s blood, his hair hanging in sweaty strands, hunched over and breathing hard, looks at Jerome. He drops the shovel. Jerome looked at the monster then looked back up at Artem: “You…you…You killed it.” He muttered. “Of course. I couldn’t let it hurt you, could I?” Artem answered. Artem and Jerome stare at each other, realizing with equal parts fear and enthusiasm how little each of them knows about the true nature of the other. Artem then saw a young lady with ghostly pale face as well as an attire of a ruined white wedding gown and a tattered veil. Around her hair were a flower crown and that smile on her face. But her white dress turned into a black, elegant ball gown and her flower crown became thorns and wilting flowers. Artem knew it was Abigail, “You caused the monsters to go mad with fright didn’t you?” He asked. Abigail smiled, “Does that bastard Gideon actually believe that you two would create babies from the undead? I had to keep his scientists underneath in cold blood. He is a savage. I thought I told you before, never trust this bastard Artem.” She stated. With one heartbreaking wail, she vanished. Later on, Artem and Jerome got into a heated yet verbal quarrel. “It was bloody homicidal!” argued Jerome. Artem debated back, “There was no way I could’ve known—!” Jerome disputed, “But Artem you could’ve helped, you could’ve done something--! You said you didn’t care about the people at the school! The other students…” However, Artem exclaimed with anger: “Stop going on about 'people' being 'in danger' and you being ‘thrown off a building,’ Jerome, we made real progress today!” Gideon emerges from the attic door. Jerome starts a rebuttal, but Artem raises a hand, and Jerome’s subservient instincts guide him to silence. They look to Gideon. “I had...misjudged you. I find your work astonishing, innovative, and brilliant beyond my own ability to comprehend. As you know, I come from the third richest family. Could you create another one, like the monsters from before?” He asked. “Like that one?” Jerome asked nervously. “Well, no. A man. Something capable of following orders.” Replied Gideon. Jerome shook his head, “No, that’s ridicu…” He tried to say however Artem spoke up: “We’ll do it. We can do it.” Gideon spoke up, “Is there a hesitation, Jerome?” He looked over at him. “This technology is not meant for…” Jerome supposed to say when Artem shuts him up while he said, “There is no hesitation.” Gideon gives Jerome a short glance, chuckling. “I have the means to back you in your experiments on much larger scale.” He said. Gideon then states, “And also, would you mind if Lily comes by to my manor tomorrow? I like to talk to her.” Artem was surprised but he nodded, “Of course.” He replied. 

Gideon smiled and went on his way. Once Gideon was gone; Artem turned to Jerome with a glare. “You did not create this technology and yet you presume to tell me how to use it. You should know your place!” He exclaimed. “Clearly you see you have no control.” Jerome pointed out. “Surely you have forgotten what I did for you, I rescue you!” exclaimed Artem. Jerome softened as Artem said to him both gently and darkly: “This is my opportunity, it is our opportunity. And that man represents our only ally in this world. If he wants us to make him an entire army of Wendigos, that is exactly what we will do if it ensures our research. Am I making myself clear?” Jerome didn’t answer so Artem hollered again, “Am I making myself clear?!” Jerome nodded, “Yes Artem.” He said quietly. Artem sighed as he said: “You may be an imprudent chap with a standpoint dilemma but I found you, I own you and I will reform this sadistic yet magnificent world.” And he left the room. Moments later; Jerome slowly descends down the stairs. Artem, wearing a lab-coat, is working in near total darkness, lit by sparks. He’s standing over the operating table, which has a new sheet over it; something under the sheet writhes and twists bizarrely. “So glad you could be here. I want to show you my newest creation.” Artem said. Jerome moves forward; there’s strange, muted growling from beneath the sheet. Jerome looks to Artem, who grabs the sheet and yanks it off, revealing a hunchback, dirty in his tattered clown uniform, writhing in his restraints on the table. The Hunchback turns to Jerome and lets out a hideous, mechanical scream! All of a sudden; Jerome snaps awake in bed, breathing hard. He calms down, and then looks out the window, at dawn of a new day. It was a dream, only just a dream! He was getting dress and headed over to see Cherie Amory. To spend time with her. It was around night as Lily arrived to see Gideon Sullivan and is greeted by him. Gideon takes Lily’s chin in hands and kissed her simply on the lips. He pulls away to say, “My dear, if you don’t mind me saying that you are looking ravishing tonight.” The two were having supper and discussing things when something happened that made Gideon chuckled, “You know, I find you rather fascinating. Since that corpse in the gurney of that time. You were enthralled by the organs with those gloved hands.” He said looking dreamily. Lily just laughed, “It was just…It was a real shocker since I’ve seen organs in pictures but in reality, it was frightening but also amazing how these organs in my hands.” She stated. However, Gideon moves close to her: “When this experiment is funded, you won’t be just a bystander but maybe something more.” He pulls out something as he continues to say, “I will make you a little princess of mine.” Lily puts on a smile, and Gideon shows her a beautiful diamond choker, takes it out, and puts it on her. Lily is awed by the gift, she looked down as Gideon whispers: “I had always liked you since that day. Not liked, but actually captivated by you.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek. Lily got up not too sudden however she turns away while she was a little un-nerved by this confession. “I’m flattered Gideon, but…I’m sorry. I’m in love with just a fragile, beautiful and motivating guy…Artem Payne.” Lily states. It was quiet for a moment before Gideon spoke up his response, “What?” Lily smiled. “He’s so sweet, a little troubling at times but he…I can’t stop thinking about him…” She turns back however she was startled to see the anger upon Gideon’s façade.

 “You were leading me on, you never loved me.” He said. “What? No, I didn’t…” Lily said, confused. “You wanted that daft man more than you wanted me? You little tease, vile bitch!” Gideon exclaimed. She knew this wasn’t a good idea and she was scared. Lily moves away from him, as Gideon turns and shuts the window behind him. Lily smiled and try to talk to him, “Gideon…” But Gideon was enraged as he screamed, “Silence!!!” He grabs her wrists and forces her back as Lily cries out. Anguish in his eyes as he said in a tone that was menacing: “You…made me believe that you loved me!?” Lily smiled at him, “No…I…” She tries to say however Gideon reaches around and snaps her new choker off; he chases Lily around the table. Lily tries to flee but Gideon knocks her to the floor. Gideon has his arms tightly around a very frightened Lily who has tears streaming down her cheeks. Gideon has forced Lily down onto the table, half of her clothes ripped off. She backs away in fear as Gideon advances however he halts when he could feel someone grip at him with no flesh but a voice that practically shook the entire room: “YOU LEAVE HER BE, YOU WRETCHED BASTARD!!!! IF YOU TOUCH HER, I’LL KILL YOU AND LEAVE YOUR ENTRAILS ALL OF THE WALLS!!!” Gideon was knocked unconscious and Lily sits up, shaken and frightened, she heard a voice again but it was calm and tender: “He never learns does he? What a fool.” In the meantime; Lazarro’s office is messy, clearly the den of a hardworking man. He’s sitting at the desk alongside his daughter who was 9 years old. She’s adorable, currently playing with Lazarro’s magnifying glass. He leans to and makes a face at her through it. She laughs, delighted. Mistral Blake enters, holding a sheet of paper. “Results on are back, Inspector--oh, hello Miss Domina.” He said. The little girl, Domina, was peering at him through the magnifier, “Hello Mister Mistral.” She chirped. Blake just smiled at her and looked back at the constable, who glanced at him apologetic: “I couldn’t find a sitter. Busy night. Let me see.” He said, sounded urgent. Blake handed him the results, the constable looked them over and he then stated: “Mistral, I believe it is time…We pay our criminal a visit.” 

Back at the townhouse; Artem woke up from working hard as he found a note from Jerome, stating he was out and will be back soon in the evening. He stood up and walked away from the work area when he saw Evita sitting alone. “You couldn't sleep?” Artem asked. Evita shook her head, “No.... sadly.” She answered. “I'm sorry to hear that.” Artem replied. Evita smiled sardonically, “Haha, me too.” She said. Artem looked at her with sympathy, “Hmm, I'll chat with you. I couldn't sleep either.” He said. Evita gulped, “Is that so?” She asked. Just then; Evita shows her demonic eyes as her savage expression is tortured and arches her back. Artem turned back as he was shocked to see her this way! “Master....” She managed to say. Artem looked at her in horror as he backed away into a door. “Yes Eve?” He asked. Evita let out a shaky breath, “I'm so thirsty....May I...have you?” She inquired. “I won't hurt you, love.” Evita managed to say and pounced on him as they both fell into the room. Evita is grinding against Artem, as she bites him passionately, her tongue exploring his neck side. Her hands were roaming his body, groping his skin and rubbing it, as they tumbled back as they lay in the bed with each other. Evita heaved and soon moaned Artem’s name, she slowly moved towards him, pulling his buttoned shirt apart gently and leaning in, starting to lick at his throat. She goes down to his collarbone and she eats his skin and he is turned on by how she gnaws at his flesh. Artem moans, his head inclined up and Evita’s lips were making soft smack sounds as her intakes air while her tongue took action. “Be gentle, Evita...Please...” Artem spoke quietly, biting his lip as he looked down at Evita, before he let out a quiet gasp. Evita was slowly licking up and down along his collarbone, and gently pushing a finger into his neck, while her other hand was by the collarbone, slowly rubbing it. Artem let out quiet moans, as Evita's tongue was pushed inside of her master, making him squirms from the pleasure of it. “You taste good, love...” Came Evita's slightly muffled voice, as she slowly moved her tongue around inside of her master, a second finger following the first into his skin, both of them pushing in deep. Evita continued to use her tongue and fingers on Artem, who lets out a moan. “E--Evita, that's so good...” Artem managed to say. She wanted to make him feel just as amazing, so Evita leaned in, and began to suck, and nibble on Artem's other side of his neck, pushing a finger inside of him as she did so. Both of them were soon moaning, as Evita ate some blood out of Artem’s neck, loving the taste of him, never wanting this to end. Artem smirked softly, and reached into the drawer beside him, slowly pulling out an item as he continued to try and please Evita. “A-Artem, what are you doing...?” Evita had pulled away slightly to speak, panting as she did so, before she felt something long and thick slowly, teasing slide into her dripping wound of her stomach. Evita let out a gasp, and squirmed where she lay, biting her lip, as the large knife was pushed inside of her, and her wound was attacked by Artem's mouth, it being kissed, sucked on, and bit lightly, over and over again. "Artem~!" Evita half moaned, half screamed out his name, the quivering wound squeezing around the knife, feeling Artem's actions take affect fast. She decided that Artem needed more, and buried her face into Artem’s neck, and moaned softly, her tongue being pushed deep inside, three fingers following suit, and getting slammed into her master’s wound. This way she will drive him delirious with his tongue while watching his body twisting and shivering. Evita will eat it from the bleeding cut and she wants him to look at her during this time! Artem already spread his shirt open a little to expose his skin, she can forget about her smart persona and act like a wild animal while she is sucking his blood. He’ll go crazy because she eats it so well like a vampire. Evita will spread apart his skin and suck on his blood. The juiciness of it is like a smoothie! Making Artem squirm and moan beneath her, as each tries to gain the upper hand, both of their moans fast approaching. “Evita... Suck, Suck my blood harder, please~!” He gasped out. Artem was squirming from Evita's fingers, her wound being stretched and thrust into deeply with each movement, as Artem turned the knife up to max, slamming it in deep, once, twice, and then one final time, before Evita gave a shudder and came, letting out a scream of pleasure. "Artem~!" Was the only word that left her mouth, as she bit down lightly on Artem's collarbone tugging on it. That was the last straw for Artem, and when Evita's claw-like fingers slammed in once again, Artem came, squirming and spraying blood all over her. God, did she talk so good! She satisfies. She leaves him sweating with her blood sucking skills, she’s so good, Artem will be dripping wet when Evita’s done. She’s performing her teeth into flesh so well here that Artem gripping the bed sheets and having muscle contractions in pleasure. Evita’s lips were making soft smack sounds as she gulps air while squeezing the sides of her mouth. Slobbering there on his neck, it was so yummy for her. "Oh ....Oh.....God that's good... Oh Artem....Artem.....Oh Artem....You're incredible, you're wet.....Mmmm..." Artem threw his head back and let out a soft moan, "God, you talk so good...Don't stop....Yes...." He was gasping so softly and whimpering with ecstasy. All of a sudden; Artem heard someone entering, he and Evita looked to see Lily entering and her clothes looked to be ripped and ruined. Artem gestured Evita to get off as she does out of annoyance and Artem approached Lily. “What happened?” He asked. Lily burst into tears, “Oh Artem…My visit with Gideon, it was…” She didn’t finish her sentence as she was sobbing so much! Later; Lily was dressed in better clothes and had calm down. Artem was shocked by what she told him. “I can’t believe he did that, I do apologize.” He finally said. “I do not want to see him again, I don’t care if he has a lot of money or he think he own anything, or whatever shit he has, you tell him I do not want anything to do with him!” Lily firmly stated. Artem put a hand on her shoulder, “I will never let that happen again. You will be fine, I promise you.” He said. Lily nodded; she embraced him but noticed the bite marks on him. “What happened to you there?” She asked. Artem buttoned his shirt, his face grew hot. “Nothing, nothing important.” He replied. Lily smiled and places her head on his shoulder. “Gosh, the things you do…What do you do to me?” She said. “What?” Artem asked. 

Lily laughed, “Nothing.” But had tears and her eyes were puffy as Artem hold her tighter. Later while lying in bed; Lily was still crying when she heard a voice that said: “Artem believes he is a high-achieving individual marked by an inability to internalize his accomplishments and a persistent fear of being exposed as a ‘fraud’.....My heart is broke for Artem, it kind of makes sense because he keeps calling himself ‘a pretender’ even when he had done a lot of brilliant things. The man deserves more recognition however I don’t want his insecurity gets worse I just want him to be happy and loved.” Upon hearing this, Lily felt bad for Artem and decides to give him her support no matter what.