Fairies

Is it them or is it just me getting insane, it's been a month already when I entered this establishment. Things here are really different from the outsides of these white walls. Being here is like being drowned to needles of pain and sorrow.

That is him over there. The one that killed a family of six. He chopped the heads of a father and a son after killing each with a hammer.

He also demoralised the daughters and the mother with forcing his self into them before taking their lives.

The policeman that found him saw a grotesque scenery of a paiting made of blood and a display of dismemebered bodies around him while laughing by his self.

The court ordered to send him not into a jail, but instead, in a clinic. A clinic for the lunatics.

It was an outrageous jury when the sentence has been announced. Why is it a clinic? Why not a jail or a death sentence? The man's sins are so unhumane, so unholy.

The man's face is something that you will remember in your nightmares, knowing that he is alive and is in a vicinity like this is kinda unsettling.

The name of the man is 'Arbitrary' Max and I am the servant of the family that this evil man killed.

I let myself in this crazy enviroment to investigate, I chose to be vigilant. This man killed my masters, my family.

With my first month of stay, I always look at him from afar and watch him. I'm unseen and yet unnoticed. The man doesn't even know who and what I am.

He eats the same meal as I am and eats the same time as I do. Sharing things that are trivial to the likes of him makes me hate myself a little.

Sometimes I see him talking by his self and sometimes with a mirror. People buys the act but not me.

Today I have a plan and it is a good one. I'll sneak into his room after the nurses goes out to sleep, then I'll break a bottle and will use it to slit his neck and cut it into half.

I don't care anymore if people might call me a mad man. Yes, I am a mad man, a mad man who lost most his life cause of an unholy man. That unholy man will get what he deserves. Justice is at my hands.

It is already 3:00 AM in the morning and everyone is asleep, it was really peaceful, it was a perfect time for me. I removed the cover of the hole I did next to my bed and snucked into it.

It took me a week to dig it with a fork. The process was tedious but it was worth it. I snucked out without being noticed by anyone in my room.

I was then in the hallway. It was pretty dark so I waited a bit for my eyes to get used to the darkness.

"Tap, tap", I heard foot steps aproaching, I hid and saw two men in blue uniform walking around. I think their crazy men that looks for ghosts at night. What else would you do in such a time and what else would you expect to see in such vicinity?

I waited a little before I advanced to my destination. There, as I go, I saw a room of two people laughing . They were looking at a black box. The black box speaks and plays music in front of these two.

What is happening in this place? Is this place possessed or being haunted? There is no doubt the box is a work of evil or maybe something much worse. It's either a devil or a leprichaun.

I just left those possesed men by theirselves. Maybe I'll save them later. What I'm about to slay now is a greater evil.

Now I'm about to cross the cafeteria. Right after it is my destination. I walked in with a fast phase towards the cafeteria. I reached the place without any problems.

There, I saw some ornaments, I didn't realized yet but today is Christmas eve, I was supposed to be happy in such a holiday. Everybody should be. Everybody deserves to be.

I stopped and looked outside from the tranparent window. Snow is falling this year. It should had been a perfect Christmast for me, if only that psycho didnt't ruined my life.

That's right, I already know what I want for Christmas. Something that I would ask to Santa. Yeah, this Christmas is not too late for me yet. I could still be happy.

I took a Santa hat ornament from the cafeteria and wore it to feel the vibe of the season more. That's right, Santa will give me what I want this year. I was a good boy after all.

I took a cleaver from the cafeteria and brought it with me towards my destination.

I opened the door of that man's room. The doors were really designed to contain people from the inside and can only be locked and unlocked outside.

I came in silently and looked for the fiend. There he is, at the fourth bed at the left, sleeping peacefuly like an angel in disguise.

I went beside him and woke the man up. I said 'ho, ho, ho' next to his ears and covered his mouth while putting the cleaver next to his throat.

It was a wonderful sight when he saw me when he woke up. His eyes were so terrified to me, oh my what a delight.

"Do you know who I am?", I asked.

He shooks his head meaning that his answer is 'no'.

"Do you know the names of the family that you've killed?", I asked while grinning.

"No", he said. Man, this guy is a world class liar. Good thing I'm smart enough to not believe such words.

"Merry Christmas", I whispered before cutting his throat. The blood runned down his chest and stomach.

The man was trying to scream for help but my hand is on his mouth.

I pinned him while covering his mouth for another five minutes before releasing him. It was a pleaseant feeling I felt when his heart stopped beating.

"Merry Christmas to me", I said before laying to bed next to my victim.

"..."

When I woke up, it was already day time. I am not sure how but the men in blue uniform are holding me in both my arms.

"I revenged my family, I'm so happy"

"Huh, what is this nut saying?", a policeman said while holding the patient.

"This guy, I know him, he lived around my neighborhood. He was a nice guy. He has four child and a wonderful wife. His life was perfect"

"Then what happened? Why did he ended up like this?"

"One night, he and his wife got a fight while he was drunk"

"Then?"

"He took his shotgun and massacres his whole family, the next morning, he is already mumbling things about a killer that came into their house"

"That sounds tragic"

"Yeah, indeed"

I don't know where will these two take me, but I have a plan. I know this place where people come back to life. People who talks about it calls the place a 'Wonder Land'. I saw a map at the office. I need to get it so I can see my family again.

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this work is a fictional work, any relation to the real world or any events are pure coincidence
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