(Cant find a good title so I'm sticking to a favorite quote in this story)

"It was fascinating but yet intimidating I'm not sure if it was mocking me or learning from me. In the end, it killed my little boy."

The old grey haired man said, he was skinny and wearing all white due to the fact that his a patient in the asylum. He has very unstable and unpredictable mood swings that cause him blind rage and outburst. his a danger to himself and that sad part that no one visits him, only the doctors and nurses.

He can get abused by the staff at times and there's times that they treat him nicely, he doesn't want to say who are the people that abuse him since he doesn't want them to lose their jobs and they might hold a grudge on himself. He doesn't want to make enemies so he just let it happened.

It's a sad month for Louis Turner. He lost everything and he claims that he tells the truth but the evidence speaks that facts that there's a lot of contradictions of his testimony.

"Did you have any remorse or any feeling of sadness or guilt when that incident happened?" The young dazzling beauty of this therapist gives-away that she's a friendly caring person because she is one, her name daisy coatman id and she asked, her voice is very calming and soothing.

She was the new doctor assigned to louis, she wants to get to know him better and be more of a friend towards him so he would feel comfortable and have faith around her. Daisy also pity the man and she at least wants him to get better.

"...." Louis didn't responded, daisy leaned a little closer to his directions and try to wait for his response. She saw his lips move but didn't hear anything

"Sorry, can you repeat that?" Daisy asked politely then Louis clear his throat loudly, daisy lean on her chain again and kept a proper sitting posture.

"I already told you the story, are you trying to pass the time?" He said with a little smile on his face then daisy smile back, getting the signal he wants to play the game.

Louis loves guessing games, daisy and him plays it together so he won't get bored and be at least in a better mood or just be happy.

It would be a small good distraction for all of his lost but it still made him smile a little and happier, it would help. That's what daisy thinks.

"Try again louise" she said, making the old man feeling challenged and even a little excited for this small guessing game.

"...you forgot some details?" he frown a little when said that. A total dead giveaway of his uncofidence with his answer until daisy nervously smiled and did a slight nod, he chuckled.

"You might want to take notes this time,ma'am" he said as he grab his water to drink. Daisy shows her clipboard with a lot of blank papers on it and a pen, meaning she already thought about that.

"I'm ready!" She chirped happily, making the man feel a little happy. Louis felt like a stereo-typed grandfather that tells stories to his grandchildren. It made him a little happy since he never had grandchildren.

"Good to hear, alright...do you want a summery or the whole story?" He ask, he knew it was a long tale and dosen't want daisy to fall asleep while telling his tale.

"I would normally say summery but I like to hear the story again, the creature you describe is actually pretty interesting" she said as she readys her pen on the paper ready to take notes.

Louis Turner took a deep breath then open his mouth and began to tell what happend with the death of his son.

It was a sunday afternoon, Alberto was on the the front porch, using his phone and drinking his usual soda while Louis was making tea in the kitchen for himself and for his son.

Louis can see his son from the window kitchen, he always wondered how he and his son grew distant over the years. Did he do something wrong? Was Louis just simply a boring father?

He wanted to be their for Alberto, his son just got a divorce from his wife. Louis knows it's hard for him and want to be there since louise had been at alberto's place once,More than once actually.

Louis dosen't really know the reason, back then those two boys were closer than anything.

He saw his son look to the left, his son looked so worried that it actually made Louis too and curious. He opened the window and stuck his head out.

"Oh,hey dad" Alberto acknowledge his father's presence then Louis glance at his son's phone and saw a picture. The picture from Alberto's phone. It was a picture of his wife and him on the beach being happy, eating icecream.

"Alberto..." Louis look at his son with a sad face, his sadden tone of voice made Alberto notice that his father saw what he was looking at.

" I don't want to talk about it papa, please?" Louis sighed, he pity his son. All he could do was just be patient with him and comfort him when he got a chance and Alberto let's him.

"....can I come inside?" Alberto said, it made Louis look at him, confused. Of course his son would be allow in Louis's home. This is where he was born and raised by him.

Louis just nodded then close the window, he grab grabbed the airpot and pour it in a teacup. He saw his son leave the porch then heard the front door open, he knew it was his son so he didn't bother look or peak.

"papá, ¿fue difícil dejar a mamá?" Alberto said in a strong Spanish accent, Louis didnt even understand it. Louis was born in the UK and the mother of Alberto was born in Mexico.

Alberto obviously learned spanish from his mother, he was fluent with the language unlike english but now in his adult years, he can speak it properly.

He really cant do a british accent unlike his father so when he speak in english it sometimes has a mix with a little spanish accent.

Louis knew a small amount of Spanish but not enough to understand his half Spanish son.

"English, please?" His father politely ask as he pour the hot water into the small tea cup, his son took a seat near the table.

"Dad, was it hard to leave mama?" Louis took a short pause and then gave his son a teacup full of tea.

"Of course it was, why?" He said, he took a quick sip of his tea. He click his tongue and grab a small container full of sugar cubes.

"You had a lot of girlfriends while I was growing up, it was like you barely remember mama." Alberto said as he watch his father putting two sugar cubes in his tea.

"Miho, it's called moving on. It was hard but you can try again if your ready to get back in a relationship and you dont have to rush it." Louis said as he close the comtainer and put it away back to it's place.

Alberto smiled a little to his father then took a sip from his tea, louise sat next to his son then the two had a conversation with each other. It was all fine and even a little nostalgic due to Louis mentioning Alberto's childhood, which made Alberto cringe at his past self and sometimes laugh.

As time past, it began to rain and get darker. It was 6:30 and the two males were minding their own business. Alberto watching television while his father was reading a book.

A slender hand with thick sharp claws as it's finger scratch the window, Alberto and louis heard it and their eyes quickly gaze at the window. They saw the hand and it smashed the window, then quickly ran away.

Alberto and louis panicked, louis grab his phone to call the cops while Alberto ran to the broken window and took out his head of the window to look, he didn't see anything. He look above and saw nothing.

Alberto quickly rushed to the garage and grabbed a hammer,nails and some wooden planks to barricade the broken windows.

I should barricade the rest of the windows or that thing comes back again. He though so he did, he'd only hope that he had enough nails and wooden planks to barricade.

Louis ended the call and saw his son barricading. Alberto glance at his father for a quick second then proceed to barricade the windows.

"What did they say?" Alberto asked, trying to barricade as fast he can. He had to barricade the second floor windows in the house.

"They'll be here under forty minutes, I'll get the gun,be safe." Louis said as he grab the key and unlocking the basement, he rushed down there then open the light.

He heard creaking, almost like twigs breaking. He froze in fear then the sound stopped, it took him a few minutes to move again then he heard it again. He look at the corner of the room and saw the creature.

The dark brown and black color of creature, just by looking at it. It was like a slender living half burnt broken tree. You can tell it was made of wood, around it's body resembling burnt marks has burnt Mark's like from a burnt tree and there's moss around it's two large slender feet, it wasn't sure if this thing had a skeletal or not because it showed some vines popping out.

The most horrible part that it didn't looked like wood or anything but real human veins. Perfectly functioning and It's face looked like a normal human face but it was disfigured, it was like a truck hit it's face then got stabbed by a large fork and twist it like noodles from a pasta or a spaghetti.

It's arms and legs are light and thick as a branch, while its hands and feet are 5ft large.
Louise didnt want to look at the face, he glance and wanted to vomit. The creature's foul smell was strong, it smelled like a rotting  body mixed with a burning body and rat like smell.

He clench his teeth and cover his nose, he cringe at the smell and his eyes started to water from its disgusting smell then the creature copied him.

The creature didn't walk near him or do anything alarming but just copied Louis, Louis obviously notice this thing copying him.

He was anxious, confused and scared. He backed away with his left leg then with his right leg then the creature exactly copied Louis's action.

Louis raise his hand and did a circle motion with his wrist, the creature copied. He slide to the left and the creature slide to it's left, he didnt know what to know about this but it angered him but he was also afraid of this creature.

His mind suddenly wondered, how is this thing alive? It fascinated him but he kept his mind on focus.

Just get the gun and shoot this godforsaken thing, Louis thought to himself then his face laid on the shotgun. It made him want to hit his head in the brick walls because of his bad luck. It made him feel stupid and so disappointed.

The gun is on the surface of the table, the table was only a few inches away from the creature while for Louis,it was very far away.

"How did it even got in here?" Louis whisper to himself, he notice the creature's disfigured lips copied Louis's lip movements.

He notice no breaking entries in the basements, he even saw the basement door connecting to the outside. Shut, locked, closed, just like it always had been.

Should I try to talk to this thing or should I just risk it? He thought to himself, he took a deep breath then started to walk to the table, the creature copied his actions again.

Louis stopped when the creature was right in front of him, he went around it slowly then the creature went around louise slowly. Louis rushed and grab the gun immediately then turned around to point it at the creature.

His face went pale and his blood ran cold, he swore to god that this cursed abomination was unarmed but yet this creature had somehow was holding an old hunting shotgun and thing damn satan spawn or whatever this damn monster was pointing the gun at Louis.

Fear consumed him but his anger boiled, he can't handle the fact that a broken spaghetti half burnt broken living tree monster outsmarted him.

"DAD!" Louis heard his son's voice, louis ignored it and tried to think of a way to kill it before it outsmarted him again.

He made sure if the gun was loaded, finally. Good luck came to his hand, it was fully loaded. He thought about something, he was damn sure that it would might hurt the creature at least.

He turn his back on the creature and the creature turn its back on Louis. He took a deep breath and ready his finger on the trigger, he heard a door creak but it didn't matter to him, right now.

Louis shot a box, in the same time the creature shot something then louis quickly turned around and shot the creature at least three times on the chest.

"......." tears began to appear from his eyes, the creature was gun but his son was on the basement's stairs and was bleeding.

"Alberto,...I cant lose you...I already lost your mother....I'm a fucking idiot!" He shouted as tears began to roll down from his eyes.

Louis fell onto his knees and saw the bleeding gunwound on his son's fore head. It felt like a branch. He remember that cursed abomination. he f heavy was place on his head then his head was harshly pushed down to the cold hard concrete floor.

Hearing his skull crack, his forehead bleed out then causing him to go on unconscious.

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Louis moved his hair a little and showed a large scar on his forehead. Daisy's eyes widden as she shakes her tired hand from writing for the whole time.

"Is still hurts sometimes so I just hide it so the pain would lessen." Louis said as he hid his scar with his hair. Daisy was about to speak again but Louis accidentally interrupted her.

"I think were done here, you kinda overstayed by twenty minutes." Louis said as he point at daisy's wristwatch. Daisy knew this place has strict rules so she decided to continue next day.

"Sharp eyes and cunning, very impressive mr.turner anyway I'll see you tomorrow. Same time and have nice sleep tonight."

"I hope doctor and thank you for being the nicest doctor I had."  Louis said, Daisy smiled and nod, she stood up and walk outside of the room.

Daisy sighed and started walking to the elevator, she felt like a collage student when she was taking notes. She glance at her notes and it messy, she is glad that it was still understandable.

Her phone rang, she grab and look at the profile on who was calling. It was her boyfriend, hoping it would be more information about Louis or just something nice from his Peter Miller.

Her boyfriend is a detective reviewing Louis Turner's case, louis was sent early to the asylum due to finding symptoms of mental illness. He was tested and was confirmed mentally sick. She answer the call.

"Hey,how's it going?" Peter asked from the phone, his voice sounded tired. Daisy wanted to ask but she decided to not ask the obvious.

"Felt like a collage student, grandchild and a student in a session with mr.turner, you?" She said, she yawned. Feeling sleepy but she tried to stay awake. She walked in the elevator and pressed a button as she hear his boyfriend chuckle.

"Good to know your okay with a damn sicko."  Peter said harshly and daisy frown at his response even thought Peter cant see daisy. He can somehow tell that his upset.

"His a nice man, he was stable for the whole time and even let me share some stories! Also play some guessing games!"she said, Peter hummed in acknowledgement.

"Stories? Games? What do you mean?" he asked curiously, daisy heard a slurping sound from the other side of the phone. Daisy guessed that her boyfriend must be drinking coffee.

"It's kinda like my move, get to know and close with the patient so I can help them better."  Daisy proudly said as she waited for the elevator to go down to the floor where she wanted to be at while talking with her boyfriend.

"Smart, not smart to do it with a man who strangled his own son though." Daisy skipped a beat, she didnt responed for a few seconds and just looking down on her shoes.

"Daisy, are you still there?" Peter asked.

"Wait what? I thought you said it could be someone who killed Alberto Turner I'm confused." Daisy said as she rub her forehead.

"Welcome to the detective life, it's like a theorist's but more 10x harder. We did found some breaking entries but when the forensic team examined Alberto's body, there were fingerprints around his neck. Fingerprint are belong to the old man who mad you felt like a grandchild." Peter said, he still didn't hear any reply from daisy.

"Speechless? Shock? Do you need a hug?" Petwr asked, actually sounding a little concern, daisy smiled since he thought it was sweet and kinda cute that his boyfriend can get easily worried.

"Aww, maybe later when you pick me up" daisy tease and heard Peter sarcastically and dramatically  scoffed. It made daisy almost curved a smile.

"Just get in a cab, I'm just taking a 15 minute break from this case, more questions needs to be answered." Daisy rolled her eyes, thinking and assuming that his boyfriend could just be lazy since that happend two times already and daisy caught him.

"Like what?" Daisy asked, was actually curious about it.

"Why was the mother's body in the box with gunshots? Who killed her and what's their motive? Fun fact her face looks like when you stab a pasta then twirl it." Daisy imagined it and then gagged out of disgust.

"Okay stop, that's disgusting also may woman find peace." She said quickly.

"She looked like a deflated rotten grape."

"Stop." Daisy said dead serious, she didn't know but her boyfriend has a daring smile on his face right now.

"her teeth was forcely took out, it seemed like it was bare handed." Peter dared to make her girlfriend more disgusted on purpose.

"STOP!" Daisy yelled, not in the mood to play the long game.

"I WILL IF YOU WASH THE DISHES TONIGHT."Peter yelled back through his phone, he loves it when he gets into this pointless childish fun not important fights with daisy since it's fun and it brings him a good mood.

"FINE I WILL." Daisy yelled back, even shouted louder. The elevator door opend and the people on the floor that was near the elevator looked at her weirdly.

She felt emberassed and rush out of the elevator and tried to make her way to

"HAHA, YES!!! I LOVE YOU." Peter yelled enthusiastically and it made him sound like an excited child.

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU TOO!" She whispered yelled to the phone then heard Peter burst out laughing and she giggled.

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"How long were you fucking hiding this?"

"...."

"ANSWER ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD.

"....just please forget about this."

"how would I forget the woman was in that damn box the whole time!?"

"...put the gun down, turner"

"GIVE ME ANSWERS."

Gun shot.....
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