Classification of Romanticization

Sebastian scrambled to his feet after the unforgiving, and undeniably, infuriating Sadist grazed through his right calf. The last thing he ever wanted was to become the next dangling sausage wiener in the Sadist's unsanitary factory of compacted human meat. The entire time he'd been limping he was cursing profusely at whomever decided to tick tack his squinting detective eyes of justice.

"Fuck you" Sebastian said out loud, which in response the Sadist merely grunted.

At last, Sebastian threw himself through an open door and slammed it shut square face in the Sadist's Bane-like braces. He thought he was safe, until Sadist illogically zipped that buzzing chaindo through the metal door and bee lined that thing downward near Seb's head. It would've split him straight down to the torso had he not reacted on instinct and barrel rolled forward as the door had been kicked open violently. Sebastian crawled on his knees as an attempted (though it wasn't helping his situation in any way) escape. He then fell to his side and turned to face the Sadist on his back, Sebastian knew this was his final moment before he will join his daughter and his wife.

"I'm coming home, Myra" he said as he closed his eyes. Then moments passed, the buzzing of the chainsaw stopped and Sebastian looked up with severe confusion. The Sadist was…A statue? A shockwave of a heartbeat filled the room with a red-ish purple like environment as Sebastian snapped his attention behind him to see the same stranger in a burnt white robe that knocked his ass out strutting towards him with a snarling glare that achingly bore through his soul.

"You.." Sebastian started before the man disappeared and reappeared quickly on one knee before him, he smirked and his tone of voice was cocky.

"Hey, does this smell like chloroform?" Ruvik shoved a wet rag in Sebastian's germanic nose while he held his head with a firm grip as Sebastian fought, then went unconscious.

"You're mine to do with as I please" he grinned as the two disappeared and time seemed to resume and the Sadist found himself confused as he saw that the smoky detective had disappeared.

Ruvik paced back and forth in front of Sebastian's cell in Beacon Mental Hospital. He pondered what he was going to do with him, what eagerness he had to explore the detectives body. Though he wondered, he was curious. He peered through the bars of the door. Staring. Waiting. Though Sebastian didn't move.

"You piece. Of fucking. Shit." Ruvik mocked.

"May I ask what your intentions are?" a calm, absent voice echoed behind him.

"What. No. You can't, shut up."

"He won't wake for awhile, if that's what you were wondering"

"Oh he'll wake. I'll make him wake up with my-"

A woman stood beside Ruvik, threatening a pen against his throat. She was pale, wore a nurse outfit completed with the hat. She had a distant stare that seemed envious of the free runners outside of the hospital.

"I run this sane sanctuary of the hospital, I don't need disrespectful attitude and hostility from a mentally ill experiment-gone-wrong patient.."

Ruvik stared at her with his creamy white eyes, he was speechless, she was bold.. The nurse retracted the pen and turned her back to him before she walked away with pride and confidence. He learned then that she wasn't to be messed with. Ruvik turned back to the cell and scoffed pitifully. He decided to leave and return when Sebastian awoke from his deep slumber.

When Sebastian came to, he massaged his temple and grunted. At first he couldn't recall what happened, or if Ruvik had really saved him. All that mattered was the main objective; get the fuck out of this shit hole of a hospital. Sebastian rose to his feet and trudged to the heavy metal door which squeaked as he nudged it open, gazing at the similar closed doors alongside of the hallway, he wondered about the unlucky souls that slumber behind them, though shook off the thought and focused on finding Tatiana who'd he expect to be behind the counter filing her nails as usual. But, in near surprise, Tatiana wasn't there.

"What the fuck?" Sebastian retorted. This place seemed even more emptier without the soulless nurse around to accompany it. He shrugged and signed himself out on the clipboard, though the ink came out as red, it splattered everywhere then suddenly exploded as a flow of what seems to be blood flooding the counter then onto the floor. A seemingly endless torrent of blood that filled the room along with Sebastian, struggling to get to the mirror it was too late, he was underneath it all. When it seems like it couldn't end, Sebastian planted his feet firmly on the ground as he noticed the room has turned obscenely red with writings of black substance, "MINE" repeated on the walls, floor, and ceiling around Sebastian. He twisted and turned, contorted in confusion and concern for his fate until he met face to face with Tatiana who seemed to put an unsettling nerve in Sebastian.

"Whoa lady, am I going crazy?" a familiar question he often asked her when he woke up in this sickening hospital. Tatiana didn't move, she didn't blink nor show signs of breathing.

"Lady?" he asked again, "Lady, are-" before Sebastian could finish his question Tatiana's face began to melt and twist out of shape like candle wax, Sebastian jumped back shouting as her body collapses and reforms into Kidman, then Joseph, Jimenez, Leslie, Oscar and then finally Ruvik. Sebastian was appalled, how could this have happened to him? Asked Simple Plan.

"Ruvik!" Sebastian coughed as he nearly tripped on his feet walking backwards and hitting his back against the wall.

"How was your slumber, Seb?" Ruvik cocked his head, curious as if a cat.

Sebastian started to put two and two together and concluded Ruvik did save him from the Sadist, he placed him in this hospital far from the evil within Ruvik's world. He felt like a sim that Ruvik toyed with and exploited in his disaster of a world he customized and destroyed repetitively that satisfies his. Again Ruvik was a foot short from Sebastian, he was much shorter than the tall brute, but he wasn't afraid, he wanted to feel his face, to caress those troubled hands and kiss-

"Son of a fuck" Ruvik turned from Sebastian and threw the rickety grandfather clock across from Sebastian to the floor and shouted, "I really FUCKING hate you, Seb" and with that his being distorted as an image and eventually disappeared. Sebastian, left in either mostly shock or confusion shifted his eyes and nearly leaped when he saw Tatiana walk into the room and sat herself in her regular seat and began to file her nails.

"Uh-" Sebastian couldn't utter a full sentence.

"Forgetting something?" she asked in monotone.

Sebastian rubbed his temple again, exhaled deeply, and approached the cracked mirror that gleamed an essence of peaceful light, and allowed himself to be sucked into the opposite dimension.

A/N: I'm not continuing this.