Woke up this morning with an inner ear infection. Dizziness and nausea all day. I'm amazed I managed to write this all in one day given that, though it may not be up to snuff.

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Ending One – Love Life

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DRUG LORD SHOOTS ADDICT'S SPOUSE

Dr. Waters read the newspaper article, skimming and figuring out all of the facts quickly. Mrs. Summer's drug dealer wanted payment so he went to her husband's hotel room since he had all of the money. He refused to pay him, not wanting to have anything to do with his wife and knocked one of the men unconscious. But Mr. Summers was ultimately shot through his forehead. They fled the scene and Mrs. Summers found out about it the next day. A few more articles went on to say that Mrs. Summers committed suicide by driving into a lake.

"This is impossible…" Gale said to herself.

"What?" Waters asked.

"I couldn't find a match on any patients we had, but it said it was – get this – a partial match do a DNA profile we had, so I ran it through a paternity test." Gale explained. "The blood matches Tyler's mother. If that article is right, she's been dead for ten years!"

Waters slowly looked up at her, awe on his face. "Gale…do you believe these stories about curses and cults about this town…?"

She shrugged. "I believe that other people believe them, and I believe that there is a possibility that they are true. But I'm a scientist first and foremost." She answered. "Why?"

Waters looked at the papers in his hands. "Long story." He said distantly before rushing out of the room.

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"It really is too bad that it had to come to this." Nurse Defoe said as she flicked the syringe to eliminate air bubbles.

Tyler mustered all of the strength he had. "Fuck you, bitch!" He shouted, rising out of the bed, inadvertently tearing the morphine drip out of his arm and spilling quite a bit of rich blood in the process. He grappled the woman, and struggled with her as she tried her hardest to get free or inject him with the poison in the needle.

Tyler's tired numb body wasn't in the best of shape for a struggle, and it took all of his strength to hold her arm out and away from her. He decided to improvise and head butted her as hard as he could.

Their worlds both went fuzzy and their heads ached, but Tyler managed to grab the syringe and tossed it under the bed.

"Why are you fighting me?" Defoe said as she got up off of the ground. Tyler gripped the bed's edge and struggled to do the same. "I just want to end your pain."

"I'm not in any pain any more." Tyler said. "It's all over with."

Defoe looked at him oddly. "You're not making any sense."

Tyler hobbled away from her. "That means a lot coming from a psychopath."

"How DARE you!?"

Tyler hit a button.

"I'm the best nurse in this hospital! It's my job to make people stop hurting and that's what I do! Just like those two people in the comatose ward! Their families didn't care about them! They would never wake up! Why bother keeping them stitched back into impermanent bodies!?"

Tyler smirked. Then he started snickering.

"What is so freaking funny?"

"You know, you should have been an actress." Tyler said. "You do pretty well performing for an audience." He moved his hand which was hiding the 'CALL NURSE' button. "All of the nurses in this hospital just heard you."

Nurse Defoe went pale. Then her teeth grit and her face became red. "You son of a BITCH!"

She moved to attack him, but arms grabbed her from behind.

"Hey, doc." Tyler muttered.

Dr. Waters was behind Defoe, and holding her arms so that she couldn't move.

"Oh, and please…" Tyler said, "Don't insult the female dog population by insinuating my mother's a bitch." He punched Defoe's stomach and she fell limp.

Waters dropped her into a chair and looked at Tyler's blood-soaked arm. The young man had fallen onto the hospital bed.

"Damn, I feel weird." Tyler said. "Maybe I shouldn't have pulled that thing out."

Waters grabbed his arm, and wrapped it in the bedsheets for lack of anything else in the room. "Tyler, you okay?" He asked. "What did she do to you?"

"Tried to poison me." He said. "There's a syringe under the bed." He took a sharp breath. "My chest hurts."

"You had surgery. We had to stitch you up." Waters explained.

Tyler smiled to himself. "I'm just glad…it's over. It's all over."

"What's over?" Waters asked.

"The nightmare." Tyler said simply as his dizzy mind registered more people coming into the room. Whatever happened next was really blurry from the morphine that was already in his system and from blood loss.

---Several months later---

Tyler looked at himself in the mirror of the bathroom in the small, well-furnished apartment in Whitegate. It felt so good to be home again after several weeks of recovery. Hell, it felt good just to be able to breathe without the stitches!

Tyler looked at his full reflection – or at least from the waist up. He still had scars from the hospital visit, but he felt so much better than he ever had. He had always blamed his mother for everything wrong in his life; even his father's death, despite her not pulling the trigger. But he just felt like something had been pulled from him; like some sort of black mass had been removed. 'One hell of a hospital,' Tyler thought.

And, Nurse Defoe was currently serving time on Death Row, and had been sentenced to Lethal Injection, quite ironically, with a total of three cases of homicide and one of attempted. One less crazy bitch in the world. Tyler couldn't help but feel good that she wasn't wandering the halls of Alchemilla Hospital.

"You okay in there, Ty?" Asked a rich, male voice.

Tyler smiled as he thought about the best thing that came from this little brush with Hell. His now life-partner (since they couldn't get married.)

Tyler stepped out of the blue bathroom and looked into the dimly lit bedroom with a huge bed in the center of the leftmost wall. On that bed was Dr. Roger Waters wearing nothing but a fur-print pair of briefs. His beautiful blue eyes shone with pure affection. Tyler had no idea that the man was hiding a ripped body under that doctor's coat!

"I'm fine." He said. He walked over to the bed and lay down next his the Adonis he was so lucky to be with.

"I can practically hear the gears in your head. What's going on?" Roger asked.

"I'm jus thinking about what a lucky man I am." He said, honestly. "I am so glad I got into that car crash."

"So am I." Roger smiled, running his fingers through Tyler's dirty-blonde hair.

"I'm especially glad you decided to relocate your practice to here." Tyler said.

"Well, after the whole bloodwork thing…" Roger looked away for a second. "I thought it would be best to get out of that city."

"So you believe me?" Tyler asked.

"Tyler…we both ended up in a better place because of whatever happened in that hospital." Rogers wrapped his large arms around the nearly anorexic-looking young man. "Let's not question it."

Tyler snickered. "You're right. That'll probably only give us more questions than answers."

Roger smiled. "I love you."

"And I love you." Tyler said, kissing the man deeply. Roger reached across Tyler to turn off the light. Tyler's interested chuckle was heard in the darkness.

The nightmare was truly over.

It was time to live their dreams together.

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Well…that was cheesy.

Well, it's the end of the happy ending. Now I'm depressed because now I have to write the not-happy endings. Oh, well. It's now the end of the chapter! You know what that means!.........Probably not since I just made it up! EXTRAS! Here, I'll profile two enemies each and in the order of introduction.

Armed Nurse – These are nurses with gnarled arms that nearly touch the ground. They have long black hair that covers their heads, and a risqué nurse's outfit that is very revealing. Their heads loll from side to side as they walk, and they thrust their breasts forward as they walk. They moan in a way that sound both erotic and painful, and wield pipes. This is to give them a bit more of an edge than just using their arms by themselves. Because of the extensive reach of the Nurses, they are difficult to get close to, but if you manage to do so, it is difficult for them to attack you. The Nurses are manifestations of Tyler's repeated hospital visits, the physical abuse at the hands of his mother, and their provocative appearance is supposed to act as a foil to Tyler's battling with his sexuality.

Shambles – Originally called Torsos, these monsters I sort of made up on the spot, thinking of a cenobite from one of the Hellraiser films. They have pale, white skin as opposed to the usual decayed tone of flesh the monsters usually have. Their eyes are sewn shut and their mouths lack soft flesh, so their mouths are permanently visible and chatter loudly. Their bodies are torn at the waist, and some of their spine is visible. They must drag themselves around to move, but can move on walls, and can sometimes hoist themselves onto their arms as legs. They try to get close to Tyler and strangle him. They aren't very strong, but like to appear in numbers. They are a manifestation of the way Tyler viewed the world after his father's death, cutting off all help and blocking out anyone.

And that's that for now. Keep your eyes peeled for the Neutral ending.