Diary of an Inventor

Twilight's dream pulled her into the middle of someone's home, a home that looked frightening similar to the mansion. The man was sitting in the living room writing in a book, when another person walks into the room.

"Hello there Benjamin, how are you this fine morning?" Said the man walking in.

"Still tired, last night was long and one of the subjects died in his cell. I had to have Cleaver dispose of him." Replied Benjamin.

"Quite a shame... Yes, quite a shame indeed."

She couldn't believe it, she was inside of the original house and she saw the owner, Benjamin, who was one of the scientists, but who was the other man? The man went and sat across from Benjamin who was still writing in the notebook. When Twilight looked closer, she saw that the notebook was labeled Notes #1. The man got up and walked into the kitchen and suddenly screamed. A metallic sounding moan came from the room and a thudding noise was heard. Benjamin remained calm and just lifted his head up from the book. "Cleaver, take the new subject down into the basement, I will see to him later." A strange creature emerged from the kitchen while dragging the man's corpse. The creature had a large cleaver about the size of a baseball bat and it was completely encased in brass, the metal also stained with blood. It looked at Twilight and groaned a metallic noise while running towards her with its arm raised, poised to cleave her in half.

Twilight woke up suddenly, the room was dark. She was breathing hard and trying to make something out of what she had seen. That thing saw me, even though I wasn't even there.. Sitting up, she tried to gather her thoughts. Her goal was to disprove what the book had said about the mansion and not to be stuck in a literal nightmare, but it happened anyways. Twilight felt like she was being watched by someone, but no one is around at all. The people here had experimented with something and ended up creating those things. She had thought that she gathered enough information from those obvious clues but there might be more to dig from upstairs and maybe try to look closer inside the main rooms. Twilight got up and walked out of the room and looked upstairs. There might be answers up there, or just more questions, but either way I must not leave a spot unexplored. She nodded to herself and walked up the steps, each one creaking as she stepped. Once at the top, she took a left and walked on. Most of the doors were locked, but in the middle of the hallway, one of the doors was creaked open and light was pouring out of it. Twilight walked through the door and saw that the room was a small library, only holding about six bookshelves and one table near the corner. The bookshelves were all against one wall that was opposite the table. She automatically walked towards one of the shelves and pulled a book down. The title read Anatomy of The Human Body and had a diagram of a body. She put it back and pulled out another book, this time it had a piece of paper sticking from the top.

The paper had revealed to be the missing page from a notebook, most likely Notes #3 and had information about the subjects themselves. It told about how being no longer able to be a individual makes them easily manipulated to do horrible things to their own human brethren. The subjects weren't allowed to speak so their tongues would be cut off and the subjects would be held captive in the holding cells. But why was the one creature who attacked me able to speak? Twilight thought to herself as she folded the note and put it in her backpack's side pocket. She walked out of the room and went back to the main area. She went into the living room and looked around to see if she had missed something. Twilight noticed a picture that was face down. She walked over and picked it up to reveal a woman sitting down in a chair. Her face was beautiful and her eyes were light blue, her silvery hair flowed downwards. She looks like she may have been the wife of the last owner. Twilight put the picture back down and returned to searching the home.

Even though she had read and trained herself to be a good detective, it seemed to have not mattered here because of how confusing the disappearances appeared to be. The wife is no where to be found and Benjamin also can't be located. The subjects are all gone and only one remains, or so it seems. So much seems to have happened but Twilight has had no luck in completely solving this one. Okay, I will need to search each room carefully in order to not miss a clue. Besides, I do not want to go back down there any time soon. Twilight thought to herself as she continued searching the living room. She double-checked the bricks laying on the floor, looked inside of pots, and even underneath picture frames. She sat down and continued to think about where clues may be hidden. As she sat, she saw that one of the floorboards was loose. Twilight got up and immediately tried to pull the boards off with her own hands, but it didn't move much. It seemed to have been hastily nailed back into the floor to obviously hide something. She grabbed the sledgehammer that was laying next to the pile of bricks and smashed the board in half. What was hidden underneath it was another strange item, a knife that was completely silver and sharp. The handle was apart of the blade itself and the blade had two blue diamonds embedded in it. Strange, seems to be a ritual knife of some sort. It might come in use later... She got up and held onto the blade, just looking at it. So beautiful, who would leave something like this underneath the floorboard? She gripped the handle tightly and looked around the room. Her mind seemed to have been playing games with her because Twilight saw something move out of her view and into the kitchen.

She rushed into the kitchen to find that it has been cleaned partially, the blood was gone and the cleavers were also gone. Twilight walked around to try and find some sort of reason for the kitchen's cleanliness. What had cleaned the room was the part that frightened Twilight. She walked to one of the cabinets and opened it to see that it was completely filled with cans of food. She heard something behind her, something metallic. She quickly turned around and saw another creature behind her who flung cleavers at her. She was froze with fear, unable to move from the sight of the monster. It flung a cleaver that was heading straight for her head, Twilight screamed as it made contact.

Twilight's eyes opened quickly, she was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, it was still in the same mess she first saw it in.She seemed to have had a strange hallucination that was maybe caused by the events she went through. My mind is slowly being corrupted by the scenes here. Twilight needed to solve this case quickly or it might just bring her down into insanity. She quickly, and as efficient as possible, she searched the kitchen. Nothing was to be found except the cleavers and unknown blood on the counter. She walked out and decided to search the outside for clues. The moon was still out and it still shone brightly through the windows. Twilight went to the door and grabbed the handle, but it was shut tight, almost as if it was boarded up. Well there goes that option, I wonder where else there is to explore other than that basement. Twilight walked back into the painting room but immediately walked out. She had felt a strange cold as soon as she walked into the room and a sense of being watched. I guess the only option is to see what is down there. Hopefully I do not run into that thing again down there, or anything at all.

Twilight is standing in the surgery room, right before the holding cells. She looks around at all the tools and jars filled with blood. Walking around the room in search of clues , she found a small switch hiding behind a jar of a green fluid. Twilight flicked the switch and heard a noise coming from the back of the room. She turned and saw that it had opened up a spiral staircase going straight down. It was dark and had plenty of space for two people to walk side by side on it. Twilight went back to one of the tables and picked up a strange lamp, it was fueled by oil and cast a cone of light in front of her. She went back to the spiral staircase and walked down them,  her steps into the abyss growing quieter, her mind slowly fading from the presence of the haunting dark.