Mary looked up from watching Peter sleep, suddenly sensing
something, she wasn't sure quite what, was wrong. She looked around the
room, slightly shivering as she did so, expecting Paul or Dr. Gottreich to
jump out at her at any moment. No, the problem wasn't here, she finally
realized.
"I have to go now, Peter," Mary said softly as she leaned over,
pressing a kiss against his forehead before walking through the door and out into the hallway. "Antibus, where are you?"
'What's wrong, Mary?' Antubis asked as he came strolling down the hall to join his little friend with Blondi following along behind him.
"I'm not sure." Mary said slowly. "Something just feels.
wrong." Suddenly she stopped and looked closely at the large anteater.
"Antubis, have you been raiding Dr. James' cupcake drawer again? You have frosting in your fur."
'He couldn't possibly eat all of them,' the anteater said as he stuck his long tongue out, licking the frosting from his fur as he and Blondi followed along beside Mary. He tilted his snout upward as he walked, tilting his head slightly to the side as if sensing something.
Mary was right, there was something wrong, well more wrong than usual.
What was happening, though, and where was it?
Elmer shivered as he stepped from the warmth of the Sunshine Ward out onto the now enclosed deck on the roof. Cold, it was so cold, way colder than he knew it should be even for fall in Maine. His mind screamed for him to wake up, to turn around and flee back inside but it was as if his mind and body were no longer connected. "Lona, please," he whispered as he felt himself moving forward, towards the enclosed ledge.
Paul frowned as he looked at the metal fencing surrounding the roof edge. He had completely forgotten that they had enclosed the area after the loser's freak of a brother had his little accident. That could be dealt with, though. He pressed his hands firmly against the metal fencing a pushed on it, an evil smirk on his face as it gave a crack, part of it snapping off at the bottom. All that would need to be done for it to break completely would be for the loser to fall against it. Everyone would think that it broke as he was trying to climb over or something.
Paul turned toward Elmer once more, frowning when he saw the young doctor was still standing by the doorway. "Son, come to me," he said softly in Emma's voice. "It's time for you to come home now."
"Mom?" Elmer knew that this couldn't be his mother, but he felt himself moving towards the voice anyway. "Mom?" She hadn't wanted him had never wanted him, so why would she be here now calling for him?
"That's right. Just come to me and I'll take you home now. No one will hurt you anymore. Wouldn't you like that? To go someplace where you won't be hurt?"
"You, you didn't want me." Elmer stopped, not able to do what his mind was screaming for him to do and run back inside and down to the sleep lab but somehow able to grab enough control back to keep from moving towards that voice. He shivered as a cold wind rushed around him, causing the hospital gown to flap about in what he would have found to be a humiliating manner if he was in control enough to know it.
"Of course I want you. Just a few more steps, son, and you'll be where no one can hurt you anymore. Don't you want that? To be with me and your brother?" Paul whispered, struggling to keep from laughing as he watched the expression on Elmer's face. Oh, this one was even more of a freak than his brother! "It won't hurt anymore, I promise. Just come to me."
"Mom?" Elmer found himself moving forward again despite how hard he tried to fight against it. "Lona," He moaned her name as he moved forward. Where was she? Why wasn't she here to save him from whatever this was. He knew it couldn't be his mother.
"Lona hates you, Elmer. Do you remember all of the things she's done to you, said to you? You're just a little lab rat to her. Just forget all about Lona." Paul whispered, smiling as Elmer's outstretched hands brushed against the fencing. "That's it. Just a few more steps and you'll be with me."
No. Elmer stopped abruptly as he felt the wires of the fence under his fingertips and realized what it was, where he was. He fought,
regaining control of his body once more and jumping back away from the fence with a cry fright. He didn't know how but he was on the hospital roof. His eyes blinked as he fought for control, trying to will himself to wake up. He had to get out of here, get back to the sleep lab before.
He let out a sob of grief and fright as he recalled seeing his brother after he had jumped from the roof, his body shattered by the fall. No, no,
no! He had to get out of here!
"No, Elmer, don't fight it." Paul frowned as the loser moved away before smirking once more as he observed Elmer's now terrified expression.
This might be even more fun, to let him be good and scared before he took the final plunge. "What do you have waiting for you back there anyway?"
Paul continued in Emma's voice, circling around Elmer as he spoke. "Your father doesn't care for you. He only loved your brother, remember? He thinks you're just a loser and a disgrace to his name. What do you have to go back to? Just come with me and let me take you away from all of this."
Elmer shook his head, praying to wake up even as he struggled with what the voice was saying to him. Okay, he had kind of always suspected that his father cared more for Edgar than he ever did for him but to hear someone actually saying it. He felt tears stinging his eyes as he felt his feet moving towards the edge once more. Why, why couldn't anyone ever just love him?
"That's it. It will all be over soon," Paul said softly as Elmer advanced, his hands brushing against the metal wires once more. "Just a few more steps and you'll never be hurt again. And just think of how everyone will feel after. They'll all be sorry."
Elmer felt himself pushing on the wire, felt it starting to give way under his hands. "Lona, please!" He moaned as he fought for control desperately. He didn't want to die up here!
"I have to go now, Peter," Mary said softly as she leaned over,
pressing a kiss against his forehead before walking through the door and out into the hallway. "Antibus, where are you?"
'What's wrong, Mary?' Antubis asked as he came strolling down the hall to join his little friend with Blondi following along behind him.
"I'm not sure." Mary said slowly. "Something just feels.
wrong." Suddenly she stopped and looked closely at the large anteater.
"Antubis, have you been raiding Dr. James' cupcake drawer again? You have frosting in your fur."
'He couldn't possibly eat all of them,' the anteater said as he stuck his long tongue out, licking the frosting from his fur as he and Blondi followed along beside Mary. He tilted his snout upward as he walked, tilting his head slightly to the side as if sensing something.
Mary was right, there was something wrong, well more wrong than usual.
What was happening, though, and where was it?
Elmer shivered as he stepped from the warmth of the Sunshine Ward out onto the now enclosed deck on the roof. Cold, it was so cold, way colder than he knew it should be even for fall in Maine. His mind screamed for him to wake up, to turn around and flee back inside but it was as if his mind and body were no longer connected. "Lona, please," he whispered as he felt himself moving forward, towards the enclosed ledge.
Paul frowned as he looked at the metal fencing surrounding the roof edge. He had completely forgotten that they had enclosed the area after the loser's freak of a brother had his little accident. That could be dealt with, though. He pressed his hands firmly against the metal fencing a pushed on it, an evil smirk on his face as it gave a crack, part of it snapping off at the bottom. All that would need to be done for it to break completely would be for the loser to fall against it. Everyone would think that it broke as he was trying to climb over or something.
Paul turned toward Elmer once more, frowning when he saw the young doctor was still standing by the doorway. "Son, come to me," he said softly in Emma's voice. "It's time for you to come home now."
"Mom?" Elmer knew that this couldn't be his mother, but he felt himself moving towards the voice anyway. "Mom?" She hadn't wanted him had never wanted him, so why would she be here now calling for him?
"That's right. Just come to me and I'll take you home now. No one will hurt you anymore. Wouldn't you like that? To go someplace where you won't be hurt?"
"You, you didn't want me." Elmer stopped, not able to do what his mind was screaming for him to do and run back inside and down to the sleep lab but somehow able to grab enough control back to keep from moving towards that voice. He shivered as a cold wind rushed around him, causing the hospital gown to flap about in what he would have found to be a humiliating manner if he was in control enough to know it.
"Of course I want you. Just a few more steps, son, and you'll be where no one can hurt you anymore. Don't you want that? To be with me and your brother?" Paul whispered, struggling to keep from laughing as he watched the expression on Elmer's face. Oh, this one was even more of a freak than his brother! "It won't hurt anymore, I promise. Just come to me."
"Mom?" Elmer found himself moving forward again despite how hard he tried to fight against it. "Lona," He moaned her name as he moved forward. Where was she? Why wasn't she here to save him from whatever this was. He knew it couldn't be his mother.
"Lona hates you, Elmer. Do you remember all of the things she's done to you, said to you? You're just a little lab rat to her. Just forget all about Lona." Paul whispered, smiling as Elmer's outstretched hands brushed against the fencing. "That's it. Just a few more steps and you'll be with me."
No. Elmer stopped abruptly as he felt the wires of the fence under his fingertips and realized what it was, where he was. He fought,
regaining control of his body once more and jumping back away from the fence with a cry fright. He didn't know how but he was on the hospital roof. His eyes blinked as he fought for control, trying to will himself to wake up. He had to get out of here, get back to the sleep lab before.
He let out a sob of grief and fright as he recalled seeing his brother after he had jumped from the roof, his body shattered by the fall. No, no,
no! He had to get out of here!
"No, Elmer, don't fight it." Paul frowned as the loser moved away before smirking once more as he observed Elmer's now terrified expression.
This might be even more fun, to let him be good and scared before he took the final plunge. "What do you have waiting for you back there anyway?"
Paul continued in Emma's voice, circling around Elmer as he spoke. "Your father doesn't care for you. He only loved your brother, remember? He thinks you're just a loser and a disgrace to his name. What do you have to go back to? Just come with me and let me take you away from all of this."
Elmer shook his head, praying to wake up even as he struggled with what the voice was saying to him. Okay, he had kind of always suspected that his father cared more for Edgar than he ever did for him but to hear someone actually saying it. He felt tears stinging his eyes as he felt his feet moving towards the edge once more. Why, why couldn't anyone ever just love him?
"That's it. It will all be over soon," Paul said softly as Elmer advanced, his hands brushing against the metal wires once more. "Just a few more steps and you'll never be hurt again. And just think of how everyone will feel after. They'll all be sorry."
Elmer felt himself pushing on the wire, felt it starting to give way under his hands. "Lona, please!" He moaned as he fought for control desperately. He didn't want to die up here!