The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer - The boy who's dying inside

I cried so much, that man didn't stop beating him, he's so crazy, he keeps on slamming him with his bloody arm and shoved out. The boy has already passed out, but that didn't stop the man, he bind his eyes and mouth and shoved something into him.

".. You deserve this, my foolish slave" he said that, what did he mean by slave? Is he a slave? Is that why he's down here? Where did he get him from? Slave auction? Human trafficking? I never thought I would meet someone with such fate..

The man kick him like a rag doll to the corpses and walk out. I heard he lock the door and the sounds of his steps faded. I finally let go of my mouth and whimpered. I gasps and dig myself out from corpses stack on me. I could smell the blood, my hands has been stained with blood and meats. I shivered so bad. I don't want to see the man anymore, I want to get out from here.. I need to get out.. I crawl with my shaking limbs to approach him.

That poor boy, he was beaten so bad. So bad I thought he could died. He protect me.

He was laying on his side, I quickly grab his shoulder and lay him on his back. to see his binded eyes and mouth and bloody nose.

Oh my god..

I quickly remove the binders with my shaking hands. "A-are you alright..? W-wake up.. Please.. " i can't believe what I have done to him "why.. Why did you protect me? Please don't die.. " I don't dare to touch him, his whole body is wounded I could see the wounds and bruises between his shirt that has been ripped apart.

I cried harder.. He protected me.. Yet I.. I push him away and yelled to him.. He got beaten so bad because of me.. He protected a stranger like me.. I don't know why I have been kidnapped.. But now I'm sure.. I'm very sure this boy have nothing to do with this.. He wants to help me.. I sobs.. "Please wake up.. I'm sorry.. "

"shh.. " I shot my head up to look at him. He's already awake, eyes half open staring to the ceiling "Y-youre awake.. Oh God, I thought you're dead" I whimpered. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... I'm sorry for pushing you and yelled at you.. I was scared.. I just wanted to go home, I'm really sorry. Thank you, thank you for saving my life" I cupped my face.. I feel so bad. I felt so sorry, I paused when I heard the sounds of chain on his hand as he softly stroke my cheek. I look at him in shock. While he stare at me with that dead eye.

And I cried badly.. I have to press his hand to my face to block the sound of my whimpers. Then he slowly turn his head towards me and look at me in the eyes with his one dead eye, he whispered "you did great, my boy"

.. 'My boy'? ..

For that moment I could swear I saw Isaac, looking at me, and threw that playful smile as he said it. It vanished as I took a fast blink in shock. Then I saw the dead eye again, with fresh bruises and tears filled his face.

.. Why did I saw him.. How did he reminds me of him?..

As my breath deepened nervously with the memories of him taking over my head I suddenly felt his hand flinch. I don't know what's wrong but I could see overwhelming pain growing in him. I have to let go of his hand, he curled and tried to get himself up by his knees, then he crawl to the wall shakingly, I could see what's wrong now.. I believe it was the meat hanging out between his legs. He pressed his head to the floor and tried to push the meat back into him. I remember reading about reptal prolapse and how it could be dangerous if it got infected. Maybe he know about it and tried to fix it quickly.

I could see his fingers leaves traces of blood to the wall as he tried to grip it to hold the pain. He took a deep breath and tried to push it inside, his body is shaking all over with the pain and when he almost scream he stopped and gritted his teeth. He tried again, but it was difficult because it was slippery with blood, he even tried to sit on the meat to force it into him, but I could tell he can't because of the pain of his fail attempts.

".. I-I.. Saac.. " he croaked, my eyes widen with what I heard. Did he just mentioned Isaac? How did he know him?

I heard he sobs as he keep trying and shaking so bad. The sounds of the chains on his legs could be heard as he crawl further to the edge of the basement.

I grasp my own hand and look down to the couple ring around my finger. It was the ring Isaac bought for me a few years back for our anniversary..

I felt wind sweep my hair and I look up to see Isaac walk towards the sobbing boy. Isaac! I thought I called his name, but I was too shock until no sounds pass through my throat, I saw him bent down towards him and glance to look at me. I quickly chase him, my heart beats so strong until I could hear it. But he disappeared. I let out a few panting, there are more corpse in this corner, and most of it has been naked and had their limbs separated. I cringe in fear but the sobbing boy was the one Isaac wants me to look at. I slowly held his shoulder, he flinched and look at me like a wild animal with tears in his eye. I gulped, "I want to help you" I whispered. He shakes his head and press himself to the corpses "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.. Please forgive me.. "

I frowned

"I'm sorry.. Please D-dont do this t-to me.. " he hug the corpse and press his head on top of it. Is he apologizing to the death? My hands gripped into a knuckle and I could feel the ring, and it gave me strength

"Isaac wants me to help you" I told him. And right at that moment he stopped crying. He raise his head to look at me, eyes very wide "I-isaac.. "

"Yes, Let me help you" I held his shaking hand with both of my hands, "you knew Isaac too don't you?"

".. I.. Saac.. " he grip my hand and press it to his chest and cried.