13 The Horrible Beas (1/2)
Sophia is getting angry! Why won't he admit that he's the one who killed her! If only she had a witness or something. Someone that knew exactly what happened to her since he won't say anything.
She thinks back to Mr. Hobbleton's words ”I don't want to watch another young lady die.” He also must have witnessed it! She hates to admit it but she's going to need him. But he left? Is he even still here? Will he come back? This is a predicament.
She turns to her teacher, ”Ms. Ipruk, I don't know if you'll be able to bring back our little friend but if you could…”
She winks. ”Miss Fauve. Nice to see you again. Even though is only been like an hour or so.”
”Ack! When did you-?”
”You didn't think I'd just leave? Nah, I just hung back in your mentor's consciousness. She didn't mind. I had a little breakdown but I'm good now. I think… I remember. I think I'm ready now.”
Mr. Johnson has finished his breakdown as well, ”Hey, what are you two mumbling about?!”
Fury flashed in his eyes, ”You!”
”Me?”
Seems like Mr. Hobbleton knows exactly who this is. What do you say to your former boss that probably got you killed? Apparently, words weren't needed.
He rushes to him and lifts him up by grabbing his throat!
”You ugly bastard. I'll kill you for doing this to me!”
When he finally remembered and accepted the truth all that he felt was pure rage, built up over the years.
He's trying to move his arms from his throat but it's no use, Mr. Hobbleton has a death grip. He's starting to turn purple! Sophia has to stop him.
”Wait! Mr. Hobbleton don't kill him. The body isn't his!!!”
After hearing that his eyes clear up and he lets him go. Mr. Johnson falls to the ground coughing trying to breathe again.
”You're such a bastard. Stealing your own son's body to stay alive? I hope you rot.”
”…Same as… me...”
”HA! Don't make me laugh you piece of shit!” Then he drags him back up and puts him in a headlock.
”Mr. Hobbleton! Please don't break him! Like I said that's not his body!!!”
”Pfft. This won't break him but what I'm about to tell you will though.”
Mr. Johnson remains silent.
”You remembered what happened to Ms. Farona? How she died?”
”More than that. I wasn't wrong though. I didn't see her death. She wasn't killed…”
”No… don't…”
He sighs, ”I don't remember what I was doing exactly. Probably organizing some of the inventory in the backroom of his 'secret evil lair'. He was doing his shady shit. Then… she came in the room.”
”Ms. Farona?”
”No. It was… Madame Johnson.”
”Stop! Stop!!!” Mr. Johnson pleads.
Sophia doesn't like where this is going but nonetheless say urges him on.
”She came rushing in, tears in her eyes. She was shaking horribly, like she would fall apart. I was confused on how she found the room but maybe she always knew. I don't think she noticed my presence but anyways, I think he tried to comfort her but she pushed him away. She was screaming at him. She… said that she was leaving. For good this time. She wanted a better and safer life. She wanted a partner that would listen to her. She wanted what this bastard couldn't give her.”
”Shut up!” Mr. Hobbleton ignores him but grips him tighter so he shuts up.
”He was also hysterical. He was begging her to reconsider. He was telling her he came up with a breakthrough and that he would do better. But she said it was too late. He grabbed onto her wrist. I wanted to intervene but before I could she grabbed one of the vials on the table…” he pauses, he looks so distraught but nevertheless continues with, ”I think she wanted to throw it at him so he could let her go but… Her grip must of been too strong or the glass was too fragile. It happened almost instantly. It shattered… A black horrifying mist surrounded her… It was almost like she was being consumed… I couldn't do anything all I could do was watch her die.”
”It was Mrs. Johnson who died back then!? She's been dead longer than… we thought. If she died back then how was she still alive until recently. Was she an impostor?”