The time had come to ascend to a higher level of experimentation. For this she would need to be cunning and precise...the fact that her face was plastered everywhere would make her pursuit more difficult, but not an impossibility. She would also need to acquire some 'tools' to assist her. And so, watching the goings on around the Cedar Grove Asylum carefully would require her to veil herself in ambiguity until her plan could be put into action. The authorities would be looking for her...but possibly not here...and that might give her the edge she needed to fulfill her goal.
As the hospital was large, it was easier to blend in with daily distractions to find the information she needed.
Mother had been brought here 15 years earlier, after that decisive night when she was just a child. So many years had past...there was so much blood in the apartment that night. It sprayed on the walls of the living room and soaked the plaid couch...it turned the fabric a muddy brown color. A metallic scent hung heavily in the air and she had seen it all...
Mother had become infuriated when Mr. Roberts told her that he got some girl pregnant. Mother didn't want to admit that he'd been cheating on her all along, but she had known, and said so.
She remembered the yelling that ensued...Mr. Roberts called her a vulgar name and it was just like Daddy had come home when he punched her in the face. Mother lost her footing and fell onto the floor...but she didn't cry. She just sat there like a doll someone had flung into a corner...her arms heavy and her head slumped forward. It looked like Mother had been knocked unconscious...but it had been her plan to look that way. After a couple of moments of silence, Mr. Roberts snapped back to reality and rushed toward her thinking he had battered her into oblivion. He knelt down saying her name....When she turned her face toward him he knew that it was already too late.
Her thumbs pressed deep into his eye sockets and he began to scream...
That same strength that she herself had used to carry Whispers up the stairs, and to move all 7 of her victims into various locations was in Mother's grip that night. Mr. Roberts arms started to swing wildly trying to beat her away from his face. Mother had pushed so hard that the flailing stopped rather quickly as his body went into shock. She let go of his skull and his face bounced off the carpeted floor. Mother walked over to the kitchen counter and picked up the meat cleaver that she had used to prepare dinner and returned to the twitching body of Mr. Roberts. As light flashed off the blade, his arteries sprayed blood in every direction. Someone must have heard the fight, because the police arrived rather soon after the butchering began.
Mother was taken into custody as she cursed madly and laughed almost hysterically. She had seen everything but only Mother knew this fact. Mother had insisted she watch Mr. Roberts receive his punishment for his betrayal...
But when the police arrived at the scene, they found her sitting on her bedroom floor humming quietly to herself. Only she and Mother knew the secret of what she had been privy to, and Mother knew without a doubt that her daughter would not betray the knowledge she had passed on to her, for she had been given a great gift.
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