Chapter 2 : Darwin's thoughts

Tuesday 14th April 2015

I was walking in the halls. They didn't want to believe me. They didn't want to help me. They want to see me suffer. I stopped at my locker and I put my books in it. It's their fault. They made me look like this. They turned me into a monster. Tobias passed by and said 'Hi dude' to me. I wanted to say it back, really, I did. But when I wanted to answer him, it was like someone had sewed my mouth. I'm tired. I can't anymore. Help me please I'm begging. So I didn't say anything, but I wanted to scream so much. I closed my locker and I was about to go. My head hurts. Leave my alone I'm begging you. I didn't look at the people surrounding me. Their faces were weird. They scared me. They were deforming into creepy grimaces, into demonic faces. I don't feel good, they're paralyzing me, they're tormenting me, they wanna make me do horrible things. Carrie proposed me to go to the park around 7 p.m Friday, I accepted.

"Hi Darwin !" Gumball startled me. I turned my head to see him. I quickly changed my mind, however. The same frightening frown for a face. He scared me. "Uhh… Are you okay ?"

Again, I wanted to answer him, but my mouth just didn't want to open. So I just nodded. My headache was getting worse. My head started spinning around. Please Gumball help me ! Believe me ! I'm begging you, I just can't anymore…

"You sure…? I don't know… You seem… Out of it today. Is there a problem, buddy ?"

My head could explode at any moment now. And I was hearing these cries, again and again ! And they started whispering in my ear. I wanted to scream. But, I still couldn't.

So I kept standing, without saying a word, for about a minute. Gumball looked at me sympathetically and told me : "Don't worry, lil bro… You know you can always come and talk to me."

Gumball was weird, he was… out of character. He never acted like that. He seemed concerned. But my mouth seemed to close even more. I was suffocating. And they whispered this horrible thing : He'll never believe what you'll say.

I was choking. My eyes widened at this thought. Curse-me for thinking such horrible thing. But the thought just wouldn't stop flowing. He doesn't trust you. He doesn't really love you. He's just faking it. He's manipulating you, he always did He hates you He likes to see you suffer He deserves to die for this You need to get him back You have to show him punch him punch him PUNCH HIM !

My vision became blurry. The pain made me want to puke. It hurts, it hurts so much. It's unbearable. My muscles started to slowly paralyze. I didn't have control over my body anymore, they did. I was frightened, they were gonna hurt Gumball. And it all became black.

When I opened my eyes, Gumball was on the ground with a black eye, and me, I had my fist who was aiming him. Students were surrounding us, they were watching with their demonic faces, some with delight, others with dread.

What did they make me do…?

"G–Gumball… I didn't want to… I…" It was the only thing I could tell him before Ms. Simian send me to the principal office.

I'll never forget this expression on his face, this frightened stare he had, even with his creepy face. Something is wrong with me Something is wrong I am cursed.

Selected passage from Darwin Watterson's diary

24th march— Something happened to me. I don't know what, but something happened in the cemetery. I was waiting for Carrie, then suddenly it became freezing outside, and after that I don't remember anything. I think I'm hearing some children cry or something.

25th march— I don't remember what happened this morning. My head hurts, it's like it's gonna explode.

26th march— It's driving me crazy. I keep hearing someone whispering in my ear and the cries won't stop.

27th march— I'm tired. I had a nightmare. Two kids, two ghosts, they said they were the first Darwins or something like that.

28th march— It's raining. I don't remember what happened earlier, but Mrs. Mom seemed so mad at me… I don't even know what did I do.

29th march— Carrie must be pulling a prank on me. I was in the bedroom and suddenly my bowl threw itself at the door. Nobody was there except for me. I'm scared. I'm exhausted.

31st march— I don't remember what happened yesterday. The whispers just won't stop, and those faces… Everywhere I go, I see them. I'm scared. I can't speak. It's like my mouth is sewed.

01st April— I am done. I finally talked about my memory losses to them. But they didn't take it seriously. I hate April fools. I hate them all. They don't want to help me.

02nd April— Something is wrong with me. When I looked in the mirror, it wasn't my reflection who was showing… It was two ghosts, two kids, those from the nightmare

03rd April— At this point, losing my memories is banal. I can't speak again. They don't care about my mental health, my state. I hate them all.

04th April— I floated into the freaking air for thirty minutes, for God's sake ! I was minding my own business in my room, reading a book and then I started floating twenty inches from the ground ! Without any explanations. I am cursed. I am haunted. I understand now.

05th April— God himself rejects me ! I am lost I am lost ! I went to the church today… But my body refused to go inside. And I don't know, my head almost exploded when I passed in front of a crucifix. I am possessed I am lost !

08th April— No memories whatsoever of what happened during the past few days. My head hurts. I am terrified. The voices keep muttering horrible things… They want me to kill Daddy, who is Daddy ? I don't think they are talking about Mr. Dad. There wouldn't be any reasons… And those faces and cries follow me everywhere I go… I just want it to stop…

09th April— I had a nightmare again. This time it was about him. But it wasn't like the dreams I normally do about him… I saw a goldfish… He looked a bit like me, he too had legs. But he was more red-orange. Whatever, I don't really know with the freaking fire burning him alive. I couldn't move. I could just watch the horrors before my eyes, this macabre show. The painful screams of the fish, his stifled laugh, the odor of the corpse, the kid's eye who were getting out of their orbits. Too much for me, it seemed so real.

10th April— I'm really really scared. The whispers, they're becoming louder and louder. They tell me to do more and more horrible things. They tell me to punch Gumball, to strangle Mrs. Mom and to poison Granny Jojo. I don't know how much time I can take this torture before succumbing those monsters, those demons ! I need an exorcism.

11th April— I am exhausted. My head hurts. Carrie wants to go on a date. I'm too scared of losing control. I already lost it this morning, I beat up Jamie. I never thought it was possible, especially for me. I'm scared. I need an exorcism.

13th April— I'm losing more and more control of myself. I don't remember lots of things, it's like I pass out every two seconds. I'm grounded because of what happened to Jamie. Today I wanted to get some fresh air to calm myself a bit and to ease the headache. So I walked home by myself. It kinda helped a bit.

14th April— I lost control again. But I did something even worse than before. I'll never forget his terrified stare… I punched Gumball in the fricking head ! I'm a monster ! He was asking me if everything was okay, and I lost control again ! I am done I am done ! I prefer living alone and sad than making someone else hurt. I need an exorcism.

24th March 2015

"Are you sure this is a good idea ? You know… We could just forget about him…" Said the ghost behind a tombstone.

"Are you kidding me ?! You really want to let this murderer be alive, happy and without consequences whatsoever for his actions, Caspian ?! Said the second spirit. His voice sounded like radio statics. It was frightening. "We need to get him back ! We have to show him that he won't get away with it that easily !"

"I know but… Is it really necessary to get the third involved in your plan…?"

"We need a body to kill him, and the third is just perfect… Plus, he deserves to get his revenge too…"

"But… You're going to ruin his life, Raglan. You're going to let him take the blame for your murder… Leave him alone. The third has nothing to do with this…"

"Yes he has ! He, too, got tortured by this monster ! He needs to get his revenge…" Raglan started mumbling. "And plus, why would he have the right to live happily while we're condemned to an afterlife of suffering ? Why would he have the right to live and not us ?!"

"So this is what it really is about ? This is why you really want to possess him ? To ruin the life of a poor innocent person just because you're jealous ?! You know what this makes you ?! A heartless murderer just like daddy !"

"DON'T YOU DARE COMPARE ME TO DADDY !" Caspian was taken aback by this outburst. Raglan calmed down. "Ruining his life will just be a bonus. I need revenge on Daddy, Caspian. This bastard burned me alive ! And let me remind you that he let you die in your room even after you begged for help ! It's the only way to make him pay. An evil person can't live happily, even if it costs the life of the third. So, are you in with me or not ?!"

Caspian hesitated for a moment. If he didn't follow Raglan, the latter would ruin the third's life. But if he did follow him, then he would have a chance to stop him from hurting Darwin. He needed to try… He didn't want a similar story that happened to him to happen to who he considered his little brother.

"I… I'm in with you…" He said with a hesitating tone.

Raglan smiled, with a dreadful smile, thanks to the fire who melted his face down.

Caspian will stop him from committing something horrible. Darwin had to live by hook or by crook, even in spite of the first.