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Welcome to The Amusement Asylum!
Here Comes The Ripper
How do you feel when you're tied up? And worst scene yet, when a cockroach is creeping on your back? Some would felt ticklish, some would got itched and wanted to claw away that freaking insect, most girls would faint with bubbles on mouth.
Yet once again, Alice felt different. She preferred cockroach rather than leech to creep on her back.
"Is it going to be hurt! ?" she asked, her tone was shaken. The Tweedles grinned widely. She tried to struggle out of her strait jacket, groaning, she glared to the twins horrifiedly; "You'd promised me that it won't hurt, right! ?"
"No, it won't hurt at all!" Dum chuckled and pulled the back of the strait jacket, while his twin held up a jumbo leech with his index finger and thumb.
Dee grinned darkly. "It will be deadly painful, instead of hurt."
Thus, he dropped that freaking leech. Alice shrieked like in 80's black-and-white vampire movies.
It felt wet...sluggish...something lived and moved on her back!
"OUCH! AAARGH! IT HUUURTS!" she cried when the leech started to suck her back. "AAHH! AAAHH!" tears flooded from her eyes, salty of pain. Tweedles laughed amusedly, rolling on the floor of her room.
Welcome back to the Amusement Asylum! This was Alice's second week, and she had enough. She had tried to run out from the Amusement for many times, and failed, obviously. Which was why Dr. Gowland decided to put on a strait jacket for her.
How wonderful it was, the day Dr. Gowland put on a strait jacket on Alice Liddell! The Tweedles fell silent, enjoying her painful moment, observing her expressions of pains, listening to her shrieks.
The thirteen-years old girl suddenly stopped shrieking. "Alright, this isn't funny. I felt so...tired..." she fell on face and was out cold, snoring. The Tweedles blinked in confuse, then pulled her strait jacket again, only to found that the leech had gotten as big as a football from sucking the teen's blood.
Dum eyed his twin, smiling. "That was amusing, isn't it?"
Dee giggled, nodding. "The look on her face was priceless...She looks so beautiful in pain..." he turned on a smoke and knelt beside the sleeping girl, burning the leech. "I hope we can do it again soon!"
"Yeah!" Dum handed over a jar to Dee, who dropped the super-jumbo leech inside it. "But for now, let's deliver this to Blood." Dum chuckled and tapped close the jar. Dee grinned and they walked away from her.
"Let's tell Blood how funny this lady is..."
~.X.~
Her head hurt like hell, she felt blind as she tried to open her eyes. Lights slowly focused in, and she finally saw something. She finally remembered it was the crazy asylum. Alice felt light-headed...and...cold...
And then finally she noticed...
...She was naked. Completely naked. Like a new born baby.
"YIKES!" the psychic frantically hid her nude with what her arms and feet could, in vain, obviously. She was on her bed, naked, under her blanket...what next?
"Honey, keep it down...Wake me up five minutes later...Zzz..."
Alice twitched.
Gowland.
Beside her.
Her.
NAKED.
...Naked.
NAKED! ?
"DAAADDDYYYY!"
After hitting the lights out of the pedophiliac doctor, Alice was panting, hiding herself with her blanket, the doctor was bleeding, already on the floor, while the bed was flipped upside down. The beaten-up doctor chuckled and pushed his glasses.
"Come on, honey. Why are you hiding yourself now? We've slept toge—"
She shrieked and slammed her flip-flop onto his old face. "NO! NO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME! I DON'T WANT TO MARRY AN OLD MAN! NOOO!" she kept hitting his face with her flip-flops.
SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!
Out of patience, he suddenly caught her wrist and pulled her into his embrace, staring down on her with a devious smirk.
"I'm not that kind of jerk, silly girl..." he teased. "I won't rape you..." he leaned to his neck and breathed out, "But I want you to rape me. And I will make you."
"In your freaking dreams!" she slapped his face away and kicked his crotch.
"OUCH! ALICE! YOU'VE HURT MY JUNIOR! WE CAN'T HAVE BABIES THIS WAY!"
"I DON'T WANNA HAVE BABIES WITH YOU!" she yelled and ran away from her room, clutching her blanket tightly around her body, snatched her pjamas on the floor.
~.X.~
Alice was paralyzed, she looked like a complete maniac as she hid nudely behind a different tombstone that evening. She was pondering while frantically putting on her clothes.
Did Gowland do something?
Was she still a virgin?
...Was she impregnated! ?
"No, no, no, Christ, HELL NO!" she clutched her hair and pulled frantically. "I CAN'T BE PREGNANT! I'M JUST A FREAKING 13 YEARS OLD, DAMMIT!"
"Alice! Are you there! ?" a nurse called from afar, and Alice hitched, grimacing. "Get back here! We're going to have dinner!"
To hell with dinner!
She grabbed a shovel on a gravestone and jumped into the tomb where she met Nightmare the first time. If he tried to bite her like yesterday, he'll be sure to get out cold. She found Nightmare's coffin, and hid behind it.
And on cue, Nightmare blasted out of his coffin;
"I SMELL BLOOD—ugh!" he fell back asleep into his coffin as Alice hit his face with the shovel. She grimaced in guilt.
"Oh...crap. Sorry! I was...it was on reflex! I'm so sorry Nightmare!" she whined and closed his coffin. Suddenly it was opened again, and Nightmare sat back up.
"No, it's okay. But really, I smell blood." He deadpanned to her, sniffing around, and stopped. "Oh, how beautiful and delicious blood dripping down your beautiful legs..." his eyes widened maniacally and he licked his lips.
Alice almost got a heart attack as she realised what the hell he had been saying about. She looked down, and her eyes almost jumped out of her sockets.
SHE WAS ON HER FREAKING PERIOD! ?
SMACK!
And with that, Nightmare was completely out cold as the girl shrieked and ran out of the tomb.
Alice slumped behind a willow, feeling cold and shocked, hyperventilating. She rubbed her abdomen and groaned as she saw the red liquid on her palm.
Grrreat. She didn't count her cycle—well who could even thought of PMS on that freaking asylum anyway?
And so she was left with two choice; death or embarassment. Or even death by embarassment.
One, she get back and took some pad, then dragged to that hell of a dinner and met Ace, and Elliot who'll strangle her dead before she could hand over her spoons.
Second, she stayed hiding until dawn with blood running between her feet. Death for any girls.
"Dammit..." she growled and decided to look for somewhere to hide. Alice had been around the asylum for a week, running around, trying to escape, she recalled there was a place she hadn't been to.
There was an old windmill behind the asylum building. It was abandoned and unused anymore. Maybe she could hide there! But before she could even stood...
SMACK!
"Got her!" Elliot March laughed maniacally and then dragged the poor teen on the ground. He hummed a happy song, grinning happily which he had rarely done.
"Blood will be so proud of me~ He'll give me many spoons! YAY!"
~.X.~
Great. Awesome. How many times today she had been out cold? And when she woke up, she tended to end up in random places. When Alice woke up the second time of that day, the first thing she recognized, was...
...wait a sec.
Was that...human's brain?
Alice sighed limply. Oh, great...so she was dead randomly. How kind of You, God, for giving her death by the slightest pain and suffering. Despite she wished to spend her young life onwards, she was glad she didn't die in the Tweedles' hands—
"GYAAAH! MOTHER OF FREAKING—GAAH!" Alice wanted to curl up and die already as she saw the creepiest thing that cracked her life.
There was a little boy, standing before her, her head was cracked into a half, one of his eyes was a camera, half of his body was made by clockwork. (Look at the cover for idea) His cheeks were torn away.
And there was another...mutant. If you have ever seen Chucky then he looked almost like that, except for his ticking clock-like body.
"She's awaken!"
"She's awaken!"
"She's awaken!"
They repeatedly said the same things, driving Alice mad. She didn't want to see them, but they started to ran circling around her, laughing robotically.
"Stop it!" she yelled weakly. What had happened to them? Who did these things! ?
A hand gripped one of her shoulders, and Alice gasped loudly as she gazed up to find a raven-haired man, blood tinted his face here and there. He was smirking, his eyes softened at her, but she could see those orbs were empty.
"Hello, Alice Liddell." His deep voice filled her left ear with smirk. "Would you like a cup of tea?" he walked away slowly, still smirking.
And Alice wouldn't miss the blood he left on her shoulders. She laughed nervously, stepping back.
"Uh, well, I'm...you see, I'm on my period right now, so...I'll just...get...out of—"
"Blood! My spoons please~!" Alice stiffened as Elliot yelled right behind her back. She had never seen him smile, but the golden-blond boy was smiling like a psycho.
"Of course, my friend." The raven-haired gentleman bowed, circling his right hands, showing off his blood-covered gloves. He glanced at the girl. "But first, the tea party. There will be so many spoons at my table."
"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! SPOONS!" Elliot excitedly ran through a corridor. They heard a door slammed twice. Alice was shivering, realising she didn't have any idea where she was.
"Um, hey, er...Mister...?"
"I'm Blood Dupre, at your service, young maiden." Blood smirked again, bowing once more to her. "How may I help you?"
"Do you have any..." she leaned to his ears and whispered; "...pad?" she swore her face was burnt saying that. Blood stood up straight and chuckled.
"Menstruation blood. How interesting..."
"Whoa! Don't say it out loud!" she protested while stomping, then tried to cover her blood-covered pants. "If you don't have, do you mind leaving me here?"
"No, no, no, I have something better than a pad, actually." Blood Dupre chuckled darkly and gestured the young girl with his fingers to follow him into the dark corridor. "I have something that will stop your bleeding."
Alice was about to be enlightened, but then she noticed the children's ghosts that passed them by, lining on the sides of the corridor.
"Um..." she slowed down her pace, growing doubt about the man that was leading her. "...Maybe..." she finally stopped walking as they arrived in front of a suspicious door. "...Maybe this isn't such a good idea."
Blood Dupre laughed coldly, and Alice gasped when the two mechanical bloody children caught her wrists and dragged her as he opened the door with a key.
"No, instead, I think this is such a good idea..." he snickered evilly.
Alice whined as the walking corpses dragged her into a room with a surgeon mattress in the middle of it. She eyed Blood in fear.
"Wh-What are you going to do with me! ?" she yelped as she was taken down to the table, while the man above her was putting on bloody rubber gloves, an evil grin grew on his handsome feature.
"I'm going to rip out your wombs, Alice Liddell. They didn't call me Blood the Ripper for nothing, you know?" he laughed coldly, maniacally again and turned on the surging lamp above them, then took a chainsaw.
...Great. She just thanked God for a painless Death, and THIS happened.
Not much of a humor, I think. But here's our beloved psychopathic Blood Dupre! So? What do you think of Blood Dupre the Ripper? Like him? Hate him? Why don't you just tell me in your review?