Orphanage horror show

The musty smell of old wood fills the room where Sherry wakes. The only thing she knows for sure is that she has to get out of here.

Chapter 5 - Psycho In An Orphanage

“I swear, you bastard, if you hurt her-” Chief Irons hung up the phone before Claire could finish, and switched the camera to the one of the bedroom next door, where Sherry was staying, “Stupid kid. If you just hadn’t dropped that fucking thing, I could let you go...”

He walked to the bedroom, with his footsteps loud enough to startle the little girl, and stopped at the door.

“Don’t worry, Sherry. It’ll be all over soon.” Irons smiled evilly and walked away.

Sherry was then left along in the dark bedroom. The heavy rain spattering on the window sounded like monsters knocking at it, but she had never been more brave before. She doesn't understand what's happened. There were so many questions - Where was she? Who was that man? Where was her mother? And was the lady who helped her alright? She put aside all of those and kept only one thought in mind.

“There has to be a way out of here...” She stood up from the bed and began searching the room.

After solving a puzzle on a block box, she unlocked it and found a pair of scissors for her to cut open a secret hole on the wall. Through there, she managed to escape the room and made it to the nursery, and eventually, the front hall. The main door was locked, however, she needed to find the key to get out of here.

Sherry proceeded through a long corridor and made she way to the director’s room. There, a horror show was on display.

A pale lady in a white wedding dress, blindfolded, has been tied up on the table. Irons started recording with camera and walked towards the lady with a scalpel in his hand. The lady was screaming, which was convenient for Sherry to cover her footsteps. Sherry took a glance at the camera and realized in horror that the lady had no vision on it.

“Please! Don’t kill me!” The pale lady screamed even harder. She bared a pair of small fangs but those wouldn’t help her now. She hadn’t fed on anything since her turning, and the straps were too tight for her to break loose.

“Kill you? No, Dr. Takahashi...Sara...” Irons laughed and slashed her skin crazily with the scalpel, “How do you feel when you become a test subject yourself, huh? Ha!”

“Chief Irons...Brian? It’s that you?” The lady’s voice became soft and she continued begging, “For old times sake...please...I can do many things for you...We have many good memories, haven’t we? And we can make more...”

“Stupid bitch. You think I’ll fall for that? Without your mind control ability, you’re nothing!” Irons was more excited when he saw the wounds on Sara rapidly healing up, “You see, I was going to get the Mayor’s daughter as my first human taxidermy, but she ran off. Thank god you came to me. Then when I know you’re already bitten, can you imagine how happy I am? The world’s first vampire taxidermy! The honour will be mine!”

“No...Ah!” Sara screamed in pain as she was stabbed by the scalpel on her stomach, “Irons, you’re insane!”

“Insane? I like to dissect girls. Did you know I’m utterly insane? When I’m finished, you will probably be still ‘alive’ in there. But you know what’s the best?” Irons turned around and pointed at the camera, which freaked Sherry out, had she not hidden quickly enough, “The would be no photos, no footage of this masterpiece! People can’t admire your beauty through those cheap things! They’ll have to pay me to see you! Isn’t that great?”

Her screams became growls as Iron working harder and harder. However, he underestimated the regenerating ability of a vampire, even of a fledgling. Without proper tools, Sara would just heal up before he could be able to finish it. Feeling tired, Irons headed towards the back room to search for better equipments.

The orphanage key was hanging right on the wall by the desk. This was the best chance, if not the only, for Sherry to sneak in and get the key. She trod very carefully on the floor, and approached the desk silently. She tried to grabbed the key, but her hands were too short.

“Blood! I smell fresh blood!” Suddenly, Sara on the table started to growl, which immediately caught Irons’ attention. He just found a silver-plated knife in a set of precious cutlery and walked out. When he saw what Sherry’s doing, he was not happy.

“Where are you going, Sherry?” Irons stepped up with the knife held tightly in his hand, and took the key on the wall, “I told you to stay put. You need to learn to listen.”

“Leave me alone! Just, please...” Sherry backed away to the table where Sara was struggling for blood. She believed there were some bottles with liquids on the table...

“Time to teach some manners.” Irons flashed an evil smile on his face and kept approaching.

Without further thoughts, Sherry grabbed one of the bottles on the table and splashed it in the face of Irons. The formaldehyde instantly started to corrode his skin and caused him **** pain. In his **** attempts to maintain his balance, Irons tried to hold on to something, when his hand unfortunately landed on Sara’s mouth.

Sara immediately took a bite on his hand and fed on him. Irons, screaming in pain and horror, swung his silver-plated knife and stabbed it into Sara’s chest. Sara moaned blissfully in her last moments as the flame from her heart swiftly burnt her down to a pile of ash.

“Ah! Damn it...Damn it!” Irons looked at the two puncture wounds on his palm and shouted angrily with his half-melted face, “You little bitch! You are gonna pay for this! You little shit!”

“Go away!” Sherry kept yelling when running away from him. She tried to leave the room at first, but suddenly she heard some heavy footsteps behind the door, and they were approaching. Were there more horrific monsters? She didn’t dare to find out, so she decided not to get out.

But the director’s room was actually quite small. It didn’t take long for Irons to catch Sherry. He was furiously staring at the naughty little girl in front of him, and very much wanted to just kill her. But he couldn’t just do that. He was bitten by Sara, so before long he would turn into one of those blood sucking monsters. The only way to cure himself was to get into the Umbrella laboratory, the NEST, to find a vaccine. In order to do so, he would need Sherry as a leverage.

“The game...is...over!” Irons yelled at Sherry while holding her shoulder, “Now play nice or you’ll never see your mother again!”

“Let me go!” Sherry’s begging turned into screaming when she saw a humanoid monster with a giant orange eyeball on the shoulder burst into the room, “Ahhh!”

Irons turned around to find out what that was, only to be grabbed by the claw of the monster and implanted by some kind of larva in his throat. He dropped on the ground and twitched painfully while the larva forcing its way into his chest.

After witnessing such horror, Sherry hid behind the curtain in the backroom, quivering and not knowing what to do.