Notes of a madman

Day I awoke from oblivion.

#7. Old man in a coma and sleepwalker guy.

 ... And now I remember everything. I remember...

Tobias looks at me startled.

I smell iron-my nose is bleeding?

— What was that just now?—Russell yanked me up. Even at his age, he was just unnaturally strong.

— It's a bit felt like a death. But somehow different. My mind has changed now. Toby, can you get that psycho device out of my head?—I look at the blond man with a sigh.

— You want to take the "destroyer" out of your brain? Are you crazy, Bauer?—Emers ' voice seems so low now, it even resonates with the buzz from the thin old walls.

— I'd rather die than live without memories!—my hands trembled.

I felt myself trembling like a leaf.

I'm not afraid to die. To be afraid of death in such a terrible place is stupid. Life is scarier here.

— I'll get a scalpel. Charlie, are you sure it's worth risking your consciousness?—Emers looks into my eyes and bangs his fist on the drainpipe, which is there for no reason at all.

A rusty scalpel flies out, which he made clean just a minute later. He scraped off the rust by hitting the same pipe.

 I only cry out once time when the red line marks the old seams.

This is both joy and fear... Couple feelings dancing in my head. I wonder if I'm really mad. Have I become a masochist?

Everything comes to mind when you are constantly in this cursed place ...

Scalpel is covered with rust, but, like an old saber, the blade remains sharp.

I can hear Russell commanding, telling Toby what to do. Even the answers I heard correctly.

I only hear them for a while, their voices replaced by darkness... How light I can feel myself!

For the first time, absolute peace came over me.

— You want to leave the world for our little Firefly? I don't want to lose you...—a soft, native female voice...

Grace! Grace Kristin Bauer!

My beloved... My only love ...

Now, except for sadness, only emptiness..

 I can't love and suffer. I can't feel emotions.

I came here myself... Now I know.

Her beautiful brown eyes, sharp features, and disheveled white, gold-like hair.

I remember something about the beach... And after that...

Then she started coughing.

Blood... I remember a lot of blood dripping from her lips... I remember how much grace loves grapes...

— Come to me...—her words melt in the air.

I feel my head lighten.

— You remember everything now, don't you?—It's the first time Tobias has looked me in the eyes for so long.

 — I remember, Toby, I remember everything..—.for the first time during this time I made an attempt to smile.

— I'm afraid to even ask what's going on with you, but I'd rather just leave it up to you... Oh, and you'll be in trouble if those bastards catch you... Charlie, I'll pray for you...—Russell hands me his weapon.—It's a pity that everyone can't be released... If you meet my wife, please ask her to burn my body... I can't do this anymore... Charlie, I'm really tired!—

My eyes stung, and my heart ached. I felt sorry for them all...

Russell hugged me and helped me open the old elevator. There are risks here, but it's still better...

— Except for the Elevator, nothing goes to the lower floors that go underground. And when you get out, don't be too surprised by the picture around you. You may not be what you are here, and your relatives may no longer be alive. And beware of Dr. Mary Hamilton: she is the real horror of all worlds...—

We are slowly steps in the basket of the old Elevator. The metal creaked, making me wince, and Emers laughed.

— You were afraid of heights the first day, and that's why you got hurt... — I think someone is banging on the door that Emers closed after we arrived.—Good bye!—

The basket sped down at breakneck speed.

Toby was scared, too. He seems to be humming an old nursery rhyme to calm himself. This is the song that grace used to sing to our baby and that helped him get out of his sleepwalking fit.

I put my arms around Toby and held him close when I heard the creak and clink of metal from above.

As we were getting out of the basket, something huge and shapeless flew past us. I didn't have time to see what it was, but I would swear by any gods that it was the shaggy and bearded head of a poor old man...

#8. Light.

— He's dead, isn't he? Isn't that right?—Toby asks nervously.

— I don't want to talk about it...—I froze.—Toby, hurry, get back to the basket!—

I recognized that fish face... After all, it was Ted Merchant who was in my room every day...

— Bauer ... Bauer! Where are you, Bauer? Dr. Hamilton sent me to set your mind straight. You've been too bad man...fishface threw the headless body on the floor, and I think I'm going to go mad with 

anger.

Orderlies put the bodies without heads near the crack. A fire burns from below. Like hell fire...

I remember Russell's words on my first day: "Don't make the orderlies angry, they can throw your body over the Last Line and leave your head here so you'll never get out of here. After all, everything is in head, it is a meaning of torture... And beyond the Line, you yourself will sincerely begin to dream of death... They know how to scare..."

— Toby...—I'm trying to make my voice sound less anxious, but I don't know. This practice is very necessary, and I do not have it at all...—Let's split up. I'll catch up with you at P-13...—

— Then why are you giving it to me?—one of the windows slammed shut. But I could see my boy's eyes in the dark...

Sometimes Grace's eyes changed color to a rich green. Toby's eyes were the same color now.

— I'm Sorry, Tobias... My Firefly...—I push Tobias toward the moving doors and grab the first piece of metal I see...

The doors slam shut, Tobias yells something from behind them...

Another second and all I see is light. White light ...

#9. Trap.

... Who am I?

Why am I wearing a straitjacket?

So dirty around...

This place looks like a bad book ...

— Hey, someone!—I cried out and started at the sound of my own voice.

— ... This one and others. Bauer's re - "procedure" ... —I hear a woman's voice.

I repeat almost silently, and then I remember: Charlie Bauer... That's my name...

— Now, I'm going to get this jerk out of here.—

I know that voice very well. Sounds so familiar...

— I had to come back for you, dad... Don't be afraid, tear up the sponge wall and don't make any sounds!—the blond man whispered as he entered the ward for the violent.

He blocked the door with a crutch.

— Oh, Yes. This time I'm more prepared than before... And Gina sitting next to me...—he retrieves from his pocket a syringe. The pain and the intense pressure broke the shell and wakes up my consciousness.

— Toby...—I took a deep breath and hugged the guy.—You're back.—

— I went back to the place you asked me not to go for you.—the guy smiles with broken lips.

I pull the stick off the wheelchair I was sitting on. With a nasty creak, the wall breaks.

The wind is blowing behind it!

The door is kicked in and Dr. Mary Hamilton appears on the threshold.

— Freeze, Bauer's family! Your family will never get out of my place!—she shouted.

At that moment, something happened that I could not have expected. Tobias turned and calmly hurled the axe at her.

As we run down the dark corridor, I can hear puddles squelching under my feet.

I can hear Mary yelling obscenities after us, and the violent patients chasing us, killing and devouring the orderlies as they go, and just killing those who got in the way.

I was startled when I accidentally looked into Tobias's eyes-they seemed to be burning with hellfire.

My Firefly smiled and I immediately dismissed the bad thoughts.

P-13!

We are almost scream with joy....

 The light, so bright, makes my eyes unable to see.

We're on a highway, on some old abandoned highway. And the remains of the crumbling hospital were left behind.

— Now what?—I'm breathing hoarsely, my lungs starting to ache a little from all this running around.

— Now we need to find a way to get in someone's car without attracting attention. People can't see us, but they can sense our presence...—Toby picks up his pace.—This hospital is a trap. where people like me are lured to get people like you... Pure souls who sacrifice themselves... Don't stop, keep going, even if you feel tired...—

I can't really say if I was tired or not, but it was hard to walk.

— Tobias, did you take all the wires and metal out of my head?—I ask, trying to speed up a little.

—Yes, I checked everything. It's just fear, dad. It's just fear...—my son stopped, I crashed into him and we both fell.

The biggest wild one, Tom... and next to him, Russell. Betrayer! Judging by the device in his head, he had a "procedure".

And I guess we're trapped now.

— You're so gullible, Charlie...—Russell said. I saw wires in his head.

Toby tossed the map aside. We won't need it now...

— Run!—I yell as hard as I can, dodging the giant hammer that Tom was swinging.

Next to my foot, the asphalt crumbles like a dry cookie. The hammer hits my ribs and sparks dance before my eyes.

A throbbing pain accumulated in this place and spread out in waves through the body.

I grabbed his hammer and my ears rang with pain. My fingers were sore and swollen.

I'm out of my body, but I still feel pain. Too bad...

Tobias stifled a cry as Tom hit him squarely on the hip, and Russell's weapon shattered as if it were made of plastic. Although, why "how"...

Tom growls. I could hear his terrible, uncharacteristic growl at night as he and mark walked the corridors.

For some reason, everyone said that I should be afraid...

Hammer hits my chest, blood flows from my mouth.

— Let Tobias go, and I'll stay here! Let my son go!—I can't even lift my hands.

It seems that centuries passed before a saving ray appeared from this trap.

We were hit by a car.