Response Time: To Turrislucidus, yes, I made a tiny mistake. Hilarious. No, it does not worry me, because I'm far from finished. You'll see very soon. To mattTheWriter072, I know. I fixed it. And Augustus will be in this. His story is messed up. Of course, this story goes just beyond their pasts. To TheIndividualist, His beginning is in this chapter. To JOHNHAMMOND1993, I never change the rating in my story, as to keep myself consistent with that. And yes, there will be flashbacks. Flashbacks everywhere. More flashbacks than an LSD trip. *FLASHBACKING INTENSIFIES* To Linkwonka88, I will be dark. Dark I shall be. HEHEHE. To Sonny April, I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it. Talk about a coincidence. Continue onward!

Chapter 2: Hell's Kitchen

"Stop the tape for a minute." Hamilton stopped the tape while an officer said, "That doctor's voice! It's the one that called us about hearing gunshots."

Hamilton asked him, "You mean he wanted us to come here first?"

The officer replied, "I'd say so. Then again, who else would get here first?"

"True. It also occurred to me that I will have to find the ones in these tapes. The only way I can actually use these is if I get the patients to sign a release. And I'm betting the other patients are the other kids from that tour."

"It won't be easy," The ME said as he poked his head up. "One of them is currently incarcerated. I can tell you where she is, though."

It took a matter of a few days to find them, but he finally got them to sign a release so he could listen to the tapes. First, he reached Augustus. Augustus signed away without hesitation. When he met with Veruca, she did it out of sympathy for Dr. Franklin. Violet was the hardest to get to, as she was very distraught and unstable. But she eventually gave in and signed. She also requested that she may keep the tape when it was done. Mike was also reluctant but he was convinced when it was to investigate the psychiatrist's demise.

Hamilton sat in his office in the middle of the night and said, "Now that the red tape is out of the way, let's really hear it." He switched it on right where it left off.

"So, Augustus. Let's talk a little bit about why you're here."

"Vell, I am here because of zhe trauma from Wonka's factory."

"I understand your mother told me you haven't eaten in days. I also understand eating used to be your hobby. Tell me how it got started."

"Vell, it began vhen I vas 9 years old..."

Flashback

Augustus' mother called, "Augustus! It's time to eat your supper!"

A slightly pale kid with a thin exterior entered the dining hall. "I don't really vant to eat. I don't get interested enough in food."

"Please eat, Augustus liebling. You'll feel much better."

"No, I can't!" The 9-year-old boy took one bite and ran off. He ran to the backyard, where he found his pet pig, Sporky. "I don't want to eat. Food's made out of animals, and I can't hurt your feelings." The pig oinked, and Augustus hugged him.

The next day, Augustus' mother found the pig hiding and freaked out. "You kept a pig as a pet?"

Augustus explained, "I found him one day, and we've been good friends for a few months now. That's why I can't eat. Animals are made into food. I can't eat in front of Sporky knowing that."

His mother told him, "Son, not all food is made from animals. If zat's vhat you're scared of, do not worry. But ze pig has got to go. I'll let you play vith him for a while." When Augustus left with the pig, his father came onto the scene. "Augustus has a pet pig, and zat's why he hasn't eaten. He'll be letting the pig go soon."

The next day, his father found the pig still in the backyard. Augustus told him he couldn't let Sporky go. "You have to let him go. Your mother said so. But I guess I'll do it for you. Say goodbye to him." Augustus hugged the pig and went inside.

That night, he went to the table, as he had promised his mother that he would eat tonight's meal. Despite his initial thoughts, it was good. He kept tasting and tasting each bite until he finished the whole plate. His father asked him, "How did you like zhe meal?"

"It vas great!" Augustus said. "Vhat vas it?"

His father replied, "Pork roast."

"But a pig is pork," Augustus said with a joking tone.

His father responded, "But you liked it, didn't you?" Augustus nodded, having been realizing that food was a good thing. So his father said to Augustus' mother, "Remind me to head off to zhe market. Zhey are closed today, so I had to make a pork roast from scratch. Zat Sporky sure makes a great meal."

Augustus dropped his fork immediately. He looked at his plate with horror. "Vat did you say?"

His father said, "I said Sporky makes a good meal. You found a good pig."

He thought about how his dad walked off with Sporky, wearing a smile. It had occurred to him what he just ate. Augustus shouted, "YOU FED ME MY OWN PET?!" He ran off into his bedroom and bawled for at least 25 minutes. Suddenly, he then heard a voice in the back of his mind. What are you crying for? He was a pig. You loved him, but he was a mere animal. Animals become part of everything when they die. Don't you realize what this means? Now that you have consumed him, so now he's a part of your soul now. Augustus looked around to see no one. Food is meant to be eaten. Animals are meant to be eaten. Eat up every one you find, and you make them part of you, as well. There's more food out there. Eat it. Eat it. EAT IT!

Augustus ran down the stairs and messily ate more of his former friend. His parent's were pleased to see him consume more of the dish. His smile as he ate showed a sense of terrified fear and guilty delight.

That's the chapter! There will be at least three to four sessions for each child, in order they won their tickets. So next will be Veruca. Take care everyone!