Lishawn's mother rushed through the door, eyeing her daughter layed down on the floor with blood flowing from her arm. She immediately called the ambulance as she smacked an unconscious Lishawn hoping she would wake up. The flashing lights made Lishawn's mother feel dizzy as her daughter was being dragged to the hospital. Waiting outside the hospital room, she started biting her nails as the nurse walked out with blood on her hands. "We were able to stop the bleeding but it's posed a huge impact to her arm. Rest assured she'll be fine and just needs to stay here for a while... Say, your daughter doesn't have any mental health issues? Psychosis? Because jumping out of a bathroom window is not normal," the nurse informed Lishawn's mother, awaiting a response.
The police dropped Maryne at home as she walked towards the door but the blood trail caught her attention as she opened her phone and saw twenty missed calls from her mother. She attempted to call her mom back but her phone ran out of battery and died. Searching for a charger, she managed to get one in Lishawn's room as the broken glass in the bathroom caught her eye. She walked into the scenery where she stood shocked when a message covered in blood as red as wine went as follows
Lishawn won't live to see you.
Maryne ran for the door but it shut quickly, locking her in the room. She opened the window and came up with a plan as she used the shower curtain to help herself land on the ground, heading for the nearest hospital.
Tracey entered Magdalene's room, jumping on her bed while she grabbed her laptop. "So, did you find anything?" "How are you still eager to know more about this thing when you were this close to dying?" "Because I'm committed to stopping this 'thing' no matter what!" Tracy said, watching Magdalene chuckle while she navigated the program. "Your laughs are always cute," Tracey said, Magdalene blushing.
"Okay, I struggled to find the right source but I was lucky enough to discover a certain video from a restricted website - have a look," she said, pressing play.
The video opened to a boy using an old camcorder to document the factory that they had just visited. He walked with his friends in there just as an old man had stopped them. "What do you want, Old mam!" "You're not allowed there. It's dangerous," "Shut up, boomer," the other boy said, the rest of them going in. The place was filled with damaged debris and the boy got hesitant to move further. "What's wrong, scared of a little dark?" the boy asked, mimicking a shivering ploy.
Groaning had been heard in the background as the boy decided to leave the factory just as one of the boys screamed with blood splashing down the stairs. They then run from the building as more of them are seen being grabbed and pulled back by something. Before the boy was caught, he fell and landed under the spotlight of a streetlight, breathing heavily. Standing up, the old man grabbed him and pulled him with him as the boy demanded he get his friends out of there but the old man told him they were long gone.
"Is that it?" "Nope, there's more but this one is a little messed up," she said, They continued watching.
This time the boy held his camera towards his bedroom door which had his mom standing there but covered by her shadow. "Mom, what are you doing there?" he asked. "Just checking up on your sweetie. Why don't you put the camera down, It's getting annoying," she said, her eyes flickering red. The boy reached for his baseball bat under his bed just as his mom jumped on his bed and screeched in his face. He swung the bat for her head, sending her to the cupboard but she got back up and vines attached to her back sped towards the boy.
He chased for the door, smashing the vines in between the door and the wall, trying to call the cops from the handline but his mom grabbed him and threw him down the stairs, injuring his knee as she roared and more teeth appeared beneath her mouth. He crawled for the telephone as his camcorder layed dormant in the corner, filming the room. He was able to call the cops but before he could tell them what was wrong, his mom bit his leg and pulled it from his body, The boy screamed in agonising pain.
With all he had left, he swung the bat against her neck, telling the cops everything, "YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME! THIS CREATURE IS POSING AS MY MOM AND IT'S TRYING TO KILL ME! I DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME BUT YOU HAVE TO STOP IT - IT'S... Its WEAKNESS IS LIGHT! PLEASE, YOU CAN'T LET IT KILL ANYMORE PEO-" He stopped speaking as his "mom" had bitten his neck and yet again, pulled the bone from there, the boy trying to stop the gushing of blood. And before he died, she opened her mouth to all her teeth, about to devour him - the video went static.
It then continued as a girl continued the video and filmed herself masturbating, Magdalene stopped the video. "Well, at least we know where you got the video from," Tracey said, Magdalene giggled.
Laughing, Lishawn devoured the chocolate pudding as she binged a television series on the hospital TV. Putting it on the desk, the TV shut off as she tried turning it on with the remote but no luck. The door then swung closed and the lights began blinking with each blink resembling a shadow. Lishawn immediately removed the equipment attached to her and went for the door but she fell to the ground, struggling to get back up. Opposite her, she saw red eyes underneath the hospital bed, with white teeth shining in her eyes.
"NURSE!" she screamed, pleading for help as the creature grabbed her legs and attempted to pull her, Lishawn kicking it while manoeuvring towards the scalpel. "Leave me the fuck alone!" she yelled, stabbing the creature on its arm. She stood up and moved slowly, tears flooding down her face. Before she could make it, the creature grabbed her and propelled her to the window, Lishawn holding on for dear life as she saw how far down the ground was.
She repeatedly screamed but there was no response as she saw vines remove each of her fingers until it got to her pinky and Lishawn let go, falling with the wind passing by - eyeing the creatures ' bloodshot red eyes.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Lishawn - I'm her sister," Maryne said, breathing heavily. "Ward 07," the nurse replied, Maryne speeding to the room. She found Lishawn standing on the edge of the window, eyes red with something near her mouth. She attempted to yank her back in but she stood firm, Maryne having to result in calling the nurse. Upon arriving, they too tried to help Maryne but struggled as she saw the vine attached to Lishawn's mouth, substances moving throughout the vine's pipe. She instantly removed the long vine which took a while, finally allowing Lishawn to breathe with the nurses taking her back to her bed.
Their mother ran back in as Maryne tearfully hugged Lishawn, who was grasping for air. The nurses stared at Lishawn's mom, displaying a wide range of options regarding psychiatrists and therapists.