Chapter 49

She tore into him like a ravenous animal as soon as she could. She dug her knife into and throughout his flash with the aggression of a starving creatures fangs. She ripped out and apart from everything that she wanted, no needed. Leaving behind nothing but what she deemed as worth as dirt. Even so out of the kindness of the dark pit she called a heart, she made him into something more.

She ripped out his guts and working that were worthy and put them into a jar. One that she had emptied out its fake organs. Where the guts were gone she forced metal into. She forced his body apart and molded the ink into something new. She stuck metal inside his mind and kept it in place by hard come around his head. The same prop that would've appeared on some actor and would've been used just to entertain, became nothing but a device of torture.

The wolf squirmed and fought her while he was lost on his mind. Like a dog trapped in its nightmare, it feverishly tried to run away. Boris couldn't escape. The angel had ahold of him now and she wasn't going to let him go. The operation became a blur of ripping, tearing, and forcing bits of the wolf's flesh to stay together. While the same cruel action repeated, again and again, the same feeling came with it and grew. The feeling of bitterness slowly turned into some form of twisted enjoyment. For soon she would win, and she would walk out of the ink hell hotel. She would. Henry wouldn't.

When Alice couldn't do anything else to him and her hands cramped and burned so badly she could barely feel them, she stopped. She stopped and looked down at her wolf. The ink in its eyes had bled into cartoony x's and they had lost any sign of life in them. It laid there limply, a dead doll and shell of the character it once was. She smiled. It was perfect. She reached up to the light above her and tore it away from the wall.

It flickered fast as its wires were stretched and pulled against its will. She pulled the lightbulb out of the wires and watched it darken. She threw it across the room a second later. The shattering bulb made the plushies let out a squeak. They hadn't made a sound from them since she began the operation. Well, maybe they had and in her madness, she hadn't heard their pleas and screams of terror. She didn't care.

It ties the wires and pressed their metal tips around and to the metal cone on the wolf's head. It twitched a little, but that wouldn't do. She'd need more energy to bring him back to life. She didn't even spare the tiny angels a glance as she walked deep down the track. Back to the where she had entered the attraction in the first place. Past eyes that followed her and never let her move without them seeing her do so.

She practically ran down that track until she found herself at those last doors again. She shoved them open before grabbing the nearest cart and shoving it onto the track. Alice quickly made sure it was fixed in right and then walked back into the darkness where the control room was. Then she waited. Waited for him.

Maybe it was only a couple of minutes, maybe it was a few hours, days, months, years. Time was lost to everyone down there. But finally, he came, Henry arrived and just as she hoped he sat down in the car. She pushed the button to make it move before he could change his mind. A sickening smile spread across her face as she took care of one more thing. She turned a dial labeled "elc levels", and made a slightly wished that electricity would increase to high enough level to raise her sweet wolf. She then stepped off from the control room's platform and onto the track.

"And now, the ride truly begins, Henry. COME IN, AND PRETEND IT'S ALL A BAD DREAM."

On the other track, she listened carefully to the sounds of his cart moving. She stepped in pace with the vehicle. Her mind was gone at the moment, going deep into her dark madness. She spoke without thinking, after all, some of the words he ought to hear should be true at least. He deserved to know how much pain he had caused. So he could drown in despair like the rest of them.

"It's a funny thing. How so much can fall apart so fast. We never really had control of the studio. EITHER YOU WERE IN SOMEONE'S POCKET, OR YOU WERE PUTTING SOMEONE INTO YOURS."

She thought about for second about the faceless man and deal they made all that time ago.

"I just wanted what was promised to me. I JUST WANTED TO BE BEAUTIFUL. SURELY, YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THAT."

The floorboards groan and ink ever fell. Alice began to notice where she was on the track. They were drawing near to the end of his ride and to the end of their conversation. Everything in the last bit of time had passed so fast it was a blur to her. It was a numb filled blur. She had waited for this for so long, but now it only was seconds away. Yet, there was still so much to say. She wanted to scream at him for making the demon. She wanted to cry and yell until she couldn't anymore. To watched his face fall at the realization of what he's done. Before he was fed to the wolf. But with little time, she asked what she wanted to know most.

"HENRY...WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

Author's Note- The main event is coming, and when it gets here she won't stop. Or rather she won't be able to stop it.