AN: Hi. Dolls are creepy.

Chapter 3

The windshield wipers were almost hypnotizing. Officer Seth Clearwater squinted at the hospital in front of him that was lit up by the headlights of the cruiser. It was a horrible night and he would have much preferred helping with the department's annual Halloween party for the children in the community. It would be more enjoyable listening to small children's high pitched screams instead of going into that creepy place.

"Jake, why don't we wait until morning and investigate that place?" He suggested.

His partner, Jacob Black, glared at the building. "Bella might be in there. The last promise I made to Charlie was that I would find her. I loved her."

It was a lucky break. The call from a janitor at the institution came in early that morning. The man gave descriptions of the girls and one was name Isabella. She sounded exactly like his high school girlfriend who was kidnapped in the middle of the night from her bedroom. The school books she was studying from were still scattered across her bed. She had begun to write a word, but it ended with a large line across the page. The window was broken and blood belonging to Isabella was spread all over the floor.

It was assumed she perished, but her father never believed it. Charlie's faith remained steadfast until he died. Jacob always imagined it was from a broken heart.

"It could be a coincidence. You're going off a hurried description by a source that might not be reliable."

Jake gripped the steering wheel tightly. He stared at the dark building with the red glow coming from the windows. "If there is a hint of a possibility, I have to try! Seth, no matter what, the lights are off and we have a duty to see if we can be of assistance."

He grabbed his flashlight and pulled the hood of his rain slicker over his hat. He gave Seth a dirty look and left the car quickly.

"Stupid, fucking hero complex is going to get us killed," Seth complained, as he left the car to follow Jacob. I hate this fucking holiday.

The rain beat down on Seth as he hurried into the hospital after Jacob. He shook off his jacket and looked at Jacob with a frown. "This place is eerie in the dark."

"Any place is eerie with the lights out, Seth. Let's check on these girls and get to the bottom of this." He started down a long hall with Seth trying to catch up.

"You mean save your girlfriend," Seth pointed out. "You might not get your wish."

Skidding to a stop, Jacob grabbed his partner's wet jacket. "I know that! I just—"

That's when they heard the arguing in a room nearby. A voice yelled, "There is no way in hell I'm letting you have a gun. You probably did this! You're a psychopath!"

The officers pulled out their own guns and rushed into the room where the yelling was taking place. Their mouths dropped open at the scene before them.

Edward was holding a handful of files in front of an open safe that sat on a shelf of a cabinet. He was guarding it from Emmett who was holding a paperweight that was speckled with blood and was brandishing it like a weapon. The eyeless corpse with the dolls coming out of the cavity in it's chest looked somewhat gleeful at the view.

Seth wasn't sure what was more frightening at the moment. It was a toss up between the dolls or the corpse. The dolls were winning.

"Put your hands up!" Jacob, as usual, took the chaos in stride. "You have the right to—"

"I'm Dr. Edward Masen!" Edward exclaimed. "We just walked in and found my supervisor, Dr. Aro Volturi this way!"

Jacob growled, "Dr. Masen, we heard one of you being called the murderer. What am I missing here?"

"Emmett probably killed Aro and Mike to get to the girls!" Edward glared at Emmett who waved the paper weight at the doctor.

Seth asked, "There's another victim?"

"The guy who runs all the electronics in this place," Emmett explained. "Gutted like a fat fish. I didn't kill him though. Doc is as crazy as the rest of the loons around here. We need guns to protect Rose!"

Visions of Bella danced in Jacob's head. The way a vanilla milkshake would make her smile like she had been given a diamond ring. The look on her face when she would read something thrilling and bit her lip in anticipation. Her happy whimpers as he kissed her. "Where are the girls?"

"Sleeping," Edward replied. "They need their rest."

"Seth, call for backup," Jacob ordered. His gun never left Edward. He didn't trust any of these so called doctors. The information that Mr. Taylor reported chilled Jacob to the bone. This place was full of kidnappers, rapists and now possible murderers.

The radio filled the room with static when Seth hit the button. He kept hitting it.

"It's no use, buddy," Emmett said with a chuckle. "The storm is messing with everything. You won't be getting contact with the outside world tonight. We should all just hunker down until morning. I'll just grab on of those guns and—"

"Not with a gun you won't! We will wake up the ladies and all stay at a central location," Jacob ordered, as Seth took the guns from the safe. "How many more staff members are unaccounted for, Dr. Masen?"

"Eric Yorkie is in his lab. Dr. Whitlock is resting in the staff lounge. I haven't seen the janitor anywhere." He looked at Jacob tiredly, as he ran his fingers through his hair. "We can all stay in the common area."

Taking one of the extra guns from Seth, he whispered, "Check for the other staff members and I will get the girls in one location. Take the orderly with you to find them."

"That's a really fucking great plan, Jake," Seth snarled. "I'll go off into the dark hallways with a potential serial killer while you find your girlfriend. Super."

"It will be fine. You have the gun and he won't try anything. I doubt he's smart enough to pull anything off." Jacob looked over to where Emmett stood glaring at Edward and picking his nose.

Seth sighed deeply and said, "Whatever, but remember what I said. Play the hero, Jake. If we all wind up dead it's all on you."

XXXXXX

The humming was going to drive Seth insane. The only benefit of Emmett's noise was that the red glow in the halls was less frightening when the echo of tune of In Da Club filled the air.

"Are we almost to Mr. Yorkie's lab?" Seth kept his gun ready to shoot anything that moved. If this was an actual horror movie, he would blame those creepy dolls that they found in the dead man's office.

"The lab is two doors down to the left." The orderly pointed down the hallway. He started to go into the door right next to them.

Seth pulled at his arm. "Where do you think you're going?"

"To take a fucking piss." Emmett grinned at the policeman. "You wanna come in and watch? See what a real dick looks like?"

"I'll wait out here." Seth waited as the door shut behind the large man and grabbed a broom that was lying on the floor. He wedged it onto bathroom door's handle. It was going to be much quieter and safer if Emmett was contained in there.

Marching through the hallway, Seth went to the parted doorway and knocked on it. "Mr. Yorkie? This is the police."

There was no answer.

"Mr. Yorkie, I'm coming in. I'm armed. You need to place your hands in the air or I'll shoot."

He could hear Emmett banging on the bathroom door and yelling. Seth let out a snicker and chose to ignore the yells.

Seth repeated, "Mr. Yorkie?"

He walked in slowly, but there was no one there. There was a crunching noise and Seth looked down to find that he stepped on a pair of glasses. They were lying in a pool of blood.

"What the fuck?" Seth looked up and that's when he saw it. He tried not to scream.

It was a man's head floating in murky water of an aquarium.. The odd creatures with their long fingers and praying mantis looking heads were eating off his flesh in long poor man's eyeballs were floating like tiny beach balls as some of the monsters in the tank played a disgusting version of volleyball.

The fate of Eric Yorkie was now certain.

The man's leg was in another tank. Fingers stuffed into test tubes. The unidentified animals with human eyes were feeding off the body parts of their creator's stomach a large cylindrical tank. Seth stumbled backwards into the desk. He turned around to see hastily written notes. It was about the women that resided there.

He placed his gun down on the desk.

The blood work shows abnormalities in their DNA makeup.

Were they given the RS-82?!

Aro? Jasper?

The majority of what was written made no sense to Seth. The only thing he could truly understand was something terribly wrong was happening there.

Music was still loudly playing from the headphones connected to the iPod on the desk. Heavy metal was blasting from them and Seth switched it off with a frown. The poor man would never be able to listen to his music again.

Emmett had stopped banging on the bathroom door, but Seth barely noticed. He did notice the humming.

It wasn't old rap songs anymore, but a Frank Sinatra song. He couldn't remember the title, but his grandmother used to sing it to him as the song skipped on her old record player. The memory of the smells of her meatloaf made him smile.

His smile quickly left his face. A blade went across Seth's neck savagely. The blood poured from his neck and onto the floor. He clutched at the wound and tried to scream as more of the ruby liquid poured out of his mouth. He stumbled into the tank that the creature's were feeding off of Eric's skull.

It crashed onto the floor and Seth landed on the top. His head landed next to Eric's with a thunk. Seth continued to thrash as his body was drained of life.

The last thing Officer Seth Clearwater ever saw was one of the minuscule monster's crawl onto his chest. It's black fingers ripping into his skin. It's long, lethal fangs latched into his nose and sucked it off.

The murder continued to hum their happy tune.

XXXXXX

"What do you know about the girls?" Jacob asked Edward as they headed to the rooms that the women slept in. It was an interrogation. This place was a million shades of fucked and Jacob needed to know why.

Edward angrily marched towards where his Isabella was sleeping. "The young woman were admitted by their parents with acute psychological abnormalities. We are trying new therapies so they can becoming functioning members of the community."

"Is Bella here?" Jacob clutched his gun tighter. He just knew she was here. The smell of lilacs that always surrounded her was apparent in the building.

"Bella who?"

"Isabella Swan!" The officer spat.

"Why yes. How did you know?"

Edward looked as Jacob's gaze became absolutely murderous. Jacob pushed Edward into the wall, his gun in the doctor's face and screamed, "You kidnapped her, you sick fuck! She has people who love her that have been searching for her!"

"No! Dr. Volturi and Dr. Cullen escorted her here in an ambulance! All her paperwork was in order!" He tried to explain. He checked it himself.

"She was stolen out of her bedroom! Bella was brilliant! She was planning to become a cancer researcher!" Jacob was going to kill Edward Masen. Then a thought occurred to him. "Dr. Cullen?"

"Yes," Edward said in confusion, as Jacob's grip slightly relaxed.

"He used to be the doctor in the emergency room where we lived. Bella saw him often. She was such a klutz sometimes, Dr. Masen." He smiled slightly at the thought. "They found his body last week. It looked like he was eaten by a bear."

Dr. Carlisle Cullen was like a father to him. Edward eyes felt moist. It was true that he felt betrayed when Carlisle took Esme away in the middle of the night. Now, after meeting Isabella, Edward could see it somewhat differently. Love made you do crazy things. He wasn't surprised that Carlisle wanted to protect Esme from Aro.

"What about Esme?"

"Who?" Jacob had never heard that name before.

Edward looked frantic. "Was there a woman with him?"

Before Jacob could answer, there was a grunt next to them. Jacob and Edward turned to find Isabella and Alice standing together with their pinkies linked. Their nightgowns were covered in blood.

"Oh God! Baby, are you okay?" Jacob grabbed onto Bella who still remained attached to Alice. "I missed you! Oh sweetheart!"

Edward wanted to break his neck. He went to pull Jacob away to check for injuries and kiss the blood off of his Isabella when Alice grunted. She pointed to Tanya's room.

"There's something wrong in there!" Edward hissed.

Jacob pulled away and kissed Bella's forehead. "You and your friend need to stay behind us, Belly Bean."

She just looked at him blankly.

The men entered the dark room slowly and Jacob pulled out his flashlight to spotlight a horrifying sight. Tanya was ripped open in her bed like an operation gone wrong. Her heart was place was sitting outside of her chest with a rose sticking out of it.

"What is this place?" Jacob asked looking in revulsion.

"The bowels of hell," Edward admitted, because now it truly was.