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Shazam opened his eyes to see bright lights, he felt cold and empty. There was nothing left for him now, he was stuck here forever. There was no way out. No future. He was going to have to live and die here in this place. Shazam looked around, first thing he remembered was screaming and trashing his house violently, it was like he blacked out and turned into a completely different person, he was charged for killing a woman and a child, Shazam remembered crying and crying telling the cops he didn't remember or recall anything, he was beat at violently, locked in a cage and now he was here. In this god damn asylum, lying in his padded cell, nothing to do except take his pills every two hours. Shazam wasn't to get a doctor for him till next month, he needed, wanted revenge for who set this up, most of all he wanted to see how he was involved in the murder he was accused of as he was reflecting on his thoughts he remembered getting a letter, Shazam blacked out.
Shazam woke up to see nail marks everywhere, up and down, side to side. The door even had scratches on it, almost claw-like. Shazam looked at his nails to see they were long and sharp and ugly. He looked carefully to see pieces of padding underneath his nails. No, no it can't be…it was probably a rat or something, Shazam shouldn't be surprised. Trying to remember the events that went through, he was thinking about something that made him blackout.
A guard walked in, alarmed then he looked at Shazam, called security and the head of the asylum. A couple minutes later Shazam was tied upside down, the head sitting on a chair, while the security guards wacked him with their stick, Shazam laughed, as they kept hitting them he didn't shed one tear. Maybe he was a murderer, damn this feels fucking good, better than being that fuck up, old, dumb Shazam. The guards were getting tired, and Shazam was bleeding all over yet the manager just stood there smiling at Shazam, Shazam smiled back. Suddenly he felt a wave of anger as the manager himself stood up, and started interrogating him
"I know you're going to enjoy this, but I'm going to enjoy this even more. And Shazam isn't it? I know you're psychopath, you're just in shock of what happened, or maybe the shock triggered a double personality." The manager walked up to him and whispered something to his ear, then the manager laughed and walked off leaving him with all these security
Shazam kept laughing as they hit him, laughing made his whole body tense, he stretched his legs and ripped the rope right out, then he flipped backwards, grabbed a stick from the guard and hit him on the skull with it, then he kept hitting the others, funny thing was as they were hitting him he didn't feel a thing, he felt invincible. Although, his back was broken, so were his legs, sore but bearable. Suddenly he started hurting all over, Shazam stopped laughing, started shaking. Looked around to see the half-dead people around him, oh my god, what has he done?
Shazam notice he blacked out again, as he had clothes on, he felt his legs moving and his hands, he also felt something warm and cozy under his feet. He also felt his chest warm, noticing a coat on him and shoes, and jeans. He also had a hat. Groovy. He was running, yet no one was following him, he wandered around the streets, relieved to finally get out of the asylum, and breath some fresh air, first thing he'll do when he gets home is read that letter, there should be a good reason to why it was popping in and out of his mind. New Orleans was such a beautiful city at night forgetting his purpose suddenly as he felt hungry, Shazam tried to catch a cab, it seemed no one cared to give him a lift, Shazam sighed, where has he been since he blacked out? Shazam was easily past the horror that he had a second personality to him, at least it wasn't worse like the other lunatics in the asylum, he had learned about double personalities. It can happen when someone is or was in a mental state of shock, or surprise. Looking at his coat, trying to find hints to what his other self-wanted, and voilà, there was the letter. He opened it to read, scanning over the paper; it was from the NO's Crime Syndicate, the Mafia. What made the mafia take so much interest in him seemed to astound him, it was an invitation letter to the mafia, from the Underboss Diablos, and hmm where had he heard that name before? After a couple minutes of thinking he didn't care. So glad that he didn't black out and break out hell anywhere, maybe his other self wasn't irritating him because, Shazam was thinking about what "he" wanted to think. Joining the Mafia.
Reasonable decision, there was nothing left for him back at home, as he has no family, he lost his job, he's wanted patient. He had a double personality. The best thing to do is to get its other self's way, it would be wise, besides he had a good chance to live a happy life, that's all he's asking for. The only question is how do I seek them out? |