I was driving away quickly in the red jeep, still breathing heavily. I'm so glad that I made it out alive and in one piece. I glanced at my stomach and it was still bleeding. I sighed and had a quick flashback of Jeremy Blaire's death at the hands of the Walrider. Even though it was fitting, it sent a chill down my spine. I also felt sick since I was drenched in Jeremy's blood. "Lisa… I'm coming home…" I mumbled, and felt a sharp pain in my stomach where Jeremy had stabbed me. I clenched my teeth to try to deal with the pain and continued to drive, and my right leg and ankle felt completely useless at this stage as well, they were starting to hurt badly as well. I sped home and carefully got out of the car, I smiled to myself through all the pain, and yet, had another flash back, this time about Eddie Glaskin. I limped to my door and opened it. "I-I'm home!" I called out. Lisa ran to the door and gasped. "What… What happened?!" She asked me, panicked. I looked at my blood-soaked clothes. "It's a long… long story…" I said, starting to feel lightheaded. I grabbed onto her shoulder for support. "Waylon… Darling?!" She asked, sounding extremely worried. I flinched at her calling me 'darling'. My mind went to Eddie Glaskin again.

"D-Did Jeremy Blaire have something to do with this?" She asked me. I looked at her and nodded. "He had everything to do with it… but he's dead now… he got ripped apart in front of my eyes…" I said to her, and my vision was starting to go black. "H-He stabbed me… I think I'm losing too much blood… A-are the boys at school?" Lia got tears in her eyes and nodded. "They're at school… I'll call an ambulance!" She told me, panicking. "Lisa…" I said her name weakly and then blacked out.

Next thing I know, I wake up in a hospital bed. "Huh? What?" I ask, confused. I look around and I see my wife sitting in a chair next to the bed. "Darling! You're awake! We're sitting in a hospital room" She grinned and grabbed my hand that was closest to her. I flinched again. "Oh, sorry, did I hurt you?" She pulled her hand away. "Uh… n-no, it's not that… after Blaire admitted me into the asylum against my will, I ran into a man who was trying to make me his wife, and it was just all very… unsettling and psychotic… he tried to cut off my, uh… penis, and he kept calling me darling as he was chasing me." I explained to her. She looked shocked and held my hand again. "I had no idea… you must've been through hell and back." She said to me and ran her fingers through my hair gently. "You have no idea… but I got everything on tape, so now I'll definitely be able to expose Murkoff for who they truly are." I smiled a bit, but then I got another flash back, with Jeremy trying to strangle me and then leaving me for one of the patients to finish me off.

I shook my head slightly. "What's wrong?" Lisa asked me. "I-I keep getting these flashbacks out of nowhere…" I told her. Just then, the doctor walked in. "Oh, good, you're awake, Mr. Park." The doctor said and walked over to me. "We examined you and we stitched up where you got stabbed and we put a cast on your right leg and ankle, you broke both." The doctor told me. "Geez…" I mumbled. "I'm so glad and thankful that I got out alive…" I said. "Got out of where alive?" The doctor asked. "My old job… I was a Software Engineer at this Insane Asylum, but my twisted boss admitted me into the asylum after I tried to expose what was going on there… lots of crazy stuff happened, and that's how I'm like this." I answered. "I'm glad that you got out alive too, you should've seen your wife before you woke up, she was so worried." The doctor smiled a bit. "I'll have a nurse come by later, I just wanted to see if you were awake." He said to me. "Hold on, am I going to have to stay the night?" I asked nervously. The doctor nodded. "It was a pretty deep stab wound, and we had to operate on your leg. Plus, now we need to monitor your mental health, going through something really traumatic is no joke." The doctor responded and left the room.

I took a deep breath. Lisa looked at the clock. "Oh, Waylon… I need to get home so the boys aren't home alone for too long after school. I'll be sure to visit you tomorrow with them." She told me and kissed me on the forehead. "What day is it even? I completely lost track of time while I was trapped in there…" I asked her. "It's Friday today, so me and the boys will be able to visit you all day. I hate to leave you alone… but I also need to explain this all to our boys in a way where they'll understand that you had to go through a lot and got injured as a result." She responded. "Our lives will be changed forever once I expose everything with Murkoff as well…" I said.

It was around a month later and I finally exposed Murkoff to the world. I went straight home. "Alright, Lisa, boys, we'll need to pack and go to a hotel or something… we aren't really safe here anymore." I said to all of them. "So, you went through with exposing Murkoff?" Lisa asked me. I nodded. "What do you mean, we aren't safe…?" My older son, Samuel, asked me. I took a deep breath. "As I worked for Murkoff… I realized how bad they were, so I made it my goal while I was stuck in there to uncover the truth, and now that the truth is out, Murkoff will do bad things to us if they find any of us. I don't want to put you, your brother or your mom through more than I have too… I couldn't live with myself if someone from Murkoff laid their hands on anyone in my family." I explained to him.

I then heard my phone ringing and I took it out of my pocket. It was a number I didn't recognize, but I decided to answer it anyways. "Hello? Who's this?" I said into the phone. "You made a grave mistake, Waylon Park." A man's voice said into the phone. I got chills down my spine. "You'll regret exposing the Murkoff Corporation. I'll make sure of it. I was close to your old manager, Jeremy Blaire. You better watch your back, because you don't want to know what'll happen if I find you or your family." Then he hung up. I stood there, stunned. I pulled the phone away from my ear and gulped. "Who was that?" Lisa asked, sounding concerned. "…Someone from Murkoff… he threatened me, and h-he knows Jeremy Blaire..." I said, trying to sound as calm as I could since my sons were around. I took a deep breath and put my phone back in my pocket. My sons looked up at me, concerned. "It'll be okay you two, I'll never let anyone bad near you two or your mother. It's my job to protect my family… especially since I got us into this mess…" I said to them to calm them down. "I promise." I knelt crouched down and hugged them both. I knew that my life wouldn't ever be the same, but someone already threatening me, and he's close to Blaire… things are going to be more difficult than I thought.

It was the next day and we were on the road. I was driving without a set location of where to go, I just knew we needed to get out. The goons at the Murkoff Corporation already know who I am and where I live, what my cell phone number is… I just want all of this to end, but I have a feeling that it won't end anytime soon. That's what I get for exposing the evils of Murkoff. At least I can be happy with the fact that I did it. Murkoff is done for because of me. I didn't go through all that torture and running for my life just so I could give up on what my end goal was. In fact, everything I went through makes it even worse for Murkoff. My suffering wasn't useless in the grand scheme of things which did put my mind at ease a bit. I glanced in the rearview mirror and Samuel was looking out the window as my younger son, Michael, was dozing off. I felt terrible that they must be wrapped up in this, but even if I wanted to turn back, it's way too late now.

"What's going to happen to us?" I suddenly heard Sam ask. It made my heart hurt. "Well, we're definitely going to be on the run for a while…" I responded. "but everything will turn out fine, I'll make sure it does." I said to him calmly. We stopped at a red light and I turned around and gave Sam a reassuring smile. "This is scary, but it's something dad needs to work out." I said and looked to the front again. I felt like I was losing my mind all over again. I had yet another flashback, to when this all started. When Jeremy Blaire had me admitted into Mount Massive. "Watch out!" I heard my wife shriek suddenly and she grabbed the wheel, I didn't notice that we started merging in the other lane, where there was a semi-truck approaching. I took a very deep breath. "I-I…" I tried to get words out, but I couldn't. I was too ashamed, too humiliated. I nearly killed me and my family. "Here… how about I drive?" Lisa mentioned. She was an angel, she could tell I wasn't completely here. "Alright… I'll pull into the nearest gas station…" I said quietly, knowing that I probably shouldn't be driving in my condition. We switched places in the car and started on our way again.

"Lisa… I'm so sorry… I keep on having these flashbacks, and they won't stop… I-I didn't even notice the truck…" I said to her. "I'm just glad that you snapped out of it. You know I'm always here for you, Waylon." She said and gently put her right hand on my left thigh. I nodded. "And we'll get through this together… I just hate that you and the boys are involved in this mess. Murkoff is filled to the brim with people who only care about status and money, and they'll do anything to keep me quiet." I said to her. "It can't be helped, but for all it's worth, I'm proud of you and I'll gladly stick with you through this." She told me. I smiled a bit at her. "I love you so much, Lisa…" "I love you too." She smiled. I looked back at Sam and Mike, and they were both sleeping peacefully.