(This isn't based off Doctor Masacrick. I got inspired by my dream with a sadist in it last night. It wasn't pleasant. WARNING! Blood and potential gore.)

Sylvester Ransom.

The main reason why you wanted to go to the afterlife. The reason you endured many painful moments, over and over. It was and is really hard to function on the next day.

That cursed, mentally ill sadist - Sylvester - kidnapped you a couple years ago. For him, it was all for the sake of proving something to his beloved parents - a horrendous beauty, you.

Only a few months ago you became a freaking hybrid from his experiments. He was so excited with his discovery, annoying you more than usual.

You're still adjusting to your new body. New discoveries and habits appear every day. This only meant one thing: Sylvester will spend a lot more time with you in his office, drawing blood out of you to study it.

5:48 am, an aggressive shake wakes you up. Sylvester grins, forcing you to sit next to him as he worked on his desk. Your wrists and ankles were sore from how tight the ropes were tied.

He leaned closer to you, touching one of your ears. Receiving a glare from you, he chuckled. “Relax, I'm just doing my research.”

Suddenly, you wince at the pain inside your hybrid ear. You took a glance at Sylvester, noticing a few of your hairs and bit of skin between his fingers, bloodstained.