Chapter Two: The Cabin

Jester crawled through the opening first to help Blade through then Tunneler climbed up after them and helped Jester carry Blade over to the fireplace.

Pinhead threw a log in the grate and Torch lit it with his flamethrower. Pinhead threw another log in and Torch added more flames for each log thrown in and soon there was a roaring fire.

The fire revealed a quaint room with a coffee table and an old, dark red 1920 style couch with a matching skirt and crocheted throw pillows. Next to the fireplace was an entertainment center that held a 64'' flatscreen TV. The fireplace mantle held a few pictures and knick-knacks. There was a potted plant on its right and to its left was the kitchen. The kitchen had a wooden table, two wooden chairs, the stove about ten feet behind it, a pastel green refridgerator designed to look like an old ice box left of the stove, counter space and a deep sink with a tall cane-shaped faucet right of the stove and cabinets above, then there was a dark hallway. . . . Bu-u-t there was time to roam around later.

Jester set Blade down gently and then went over to the wood pile to search for anything to make a splint, but all he found was small broken chips and "tree fur", nothing helpful to bind Blade's fractured leg.

Six Shooter grabbed a couple of throw pills from the couch and brought them down for them to lie on. Climbing up onto the couch would be too much for Blade.

Pinhead and Torch placed Decapitron's casket near the fireplace to let it dry while Tunneler inspected the inside as well as the inanimate puppet inside to make sure he wasn't too damaged.

While they were busy Blade inspected his leg as best he could with his knife and hook.

Jester returned to Blade's side and sat down feeling miserable.

"What's the matter?" Blade asked quietly.

"I couldn't find anything to make a splint." Jester answered.

"It's fine, Jess, don't worry about that. But could you help me see the damage?" Blade asked, tugging at his trouser leg.

Jester pushed the cloth up to his knee and both saw a long fracture all along the whole limb. It was widest near the ankle, practically split in two, and narrowed towards the knee. The ankle didn't look too good either and Jester tried tugging the boot off as best he could without hurting Blade too much, but feared he would pull the whole foot off if he kept it up.

"Well, we can't look at your ankle without ripping your foot off." Jester said with a sigh and lied down on Blade's left and curled up, putting his head on Blade's chest. Blade allowed the closeness and put his hook around the little puppet to bring him closer, resting his head on Jester's and they soon both fell asleep.

"Well, Decapitron isn't too badly damaged, just a loose head, but all in all he's fine." Tunneler said closing the casket. "Let's have a look around the place." he suggested and the four of them split up in pairs, Pinhead and Tunneler headed to the kitchen while Torch and Six Shooter went down the hallway.

Torch used his eyes to light up the darkened hallway, not that it lit much, but it was enough. The brief flashes of lightning helped to locate a few rooms thanks to the small space between the bottom of the doors and the floor. It was from the lightning flashes that they discovered how many rooms the cabin had and all had their doors closed. Oddly enough, the bathroom was the exception, its door was wide open, letting the cold monsoon season pour in.

"Ain't nothing down here 'cept the cold." Six said, shivering and rubbed his six arms. "I'm going back to the fireplace."

Torch didn't hear a word Six said nor did he particularly care nor notice that Six had returned to the warm living room. He was staring into the dark bathroom, focusing on something that he just knows is there. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something told him they were not alone in the cabin. He sensed that the moment he stepped foot in the under space. He didn't bother telling the others about this because he didn't think they would believe him. They only knew he was hot headed and loved to burn things, that was all he was willing to allow them to see.

Truth was he felt out of place among them, like he didn't belong. He had often heard of the others reminiscing of their past lives when they used to be human, but he had no such recollection, all he could remember was the old dead man that had brought him to life and that he had animal brains inside him. The others knew what it felt like to be loved and cared for, and would worry about one another. They didn't feel that way towards him, never really bothered to get to know him as a person or treat him like a real brother.

Is that him? The one that throws flames?

Yes, indeed, though I have yet to find out his name.

Torch aimed his flamethrower towards the noise, to his right, and lit a small flame ready to torch them.

"Show yourself!" he growled.

Do you think he can hear us?

"Of course I can hear you!" he shouted.

"Torch, what's the matter? What's going on?" He heard Tunneler shout from the hall.

Ah, so Torch is his name. He heard a voice say and then the sound of slithering. Mr. Torcher-man, catch you later. said another in a playful tone and also slithered away. "Hey! Get back here!" Torch growled and tried to follow them, but the bath tub stopped him. He growled in frustration and headed back to the fireplace.

When he got there Torch punched the stone wall of the fireplace so hard he caused a small picture frame to fall and shatter its glass. He didn't bother with it just kicked it away from him. The frame flew towards Pinhead who caught it and looked at the picture. It was of two people, one wearing a black flat-top fedora, had short bright green hair, bright blue eyes and was wearing a big smile, had his/her arms around the shoulders of another that was wearing dark sunglasses, had long purple or pink hair and was wearing a black turtleneck, also smiling.

"Shh, keep it down, you'll wake Blade and Jester." Six reprimanded and started gathering the broken glass shards. Torch just growled and slumped down, crossed his arms and sulked.

"These must be the owners of the cabin." Pinhead said and handed the picture to Tunneler.

"Could be, this could also be their honeymoon cabin." Tunneler said, Six grabbed the picture and laid it down in front of the fireplace so they could all see it.

"And what makes you think they're married?" Six Shooter asked.

"Look how this one's arms are wrapped around the other's shoulders." Tunneler said, pointing.

"They could be best friends." Pinhead suggested.

"Nah, the smiles don't match that of friends." Six stated, rubbing his chin.

Torch tuned out his brothers and looked over at the other two sleeping in each other's arms. 'Ri-i-ght, and brothers don't show the same affection.' he thought sarcastically. Then he heard quiet giggling from above.

Married? Brothers married? To each other no less!

The footnote describes the picture, why don't they have a look at that?

Maybe they can't read. Torch chuckled at that one, getting the others' attention.

"What's so funny?" Tunneler asked.

Torch immediately shut up and looked away. "Nothing."

Six looked between Pinhead and Tunneler, both shrugged and went back to pondering about the picture.

Seriously? Why can't they just get another picture and have a look at that one?

Pictures, bah! Just give them whole photo album!

How come they don't include Torcher-man in the guessing game? Torch quietly growled at that one.

Why don't he just join himself? Torch flared his eyes.

Maybe he's antisocial.

Torch was having enough of the whispers talking about him and got up and stormed out down the hallway.

"Torch, where are you going?" Tunneler asked.

"Leave him be, he's just in a mood." Six said and stood to stretch before heading over to a pillow and lying down, pulling his hat over his eyes to fall asleep.

Torch headed back to the bathroom, found a secluded spot where no one would see him but he could, sat down, brought his knees up and placed his arms around them and just sat there lost in his thoughts until the gentle pattering rain on the roof eventually put him to sleep.