Island of Misconception (Unbreakable Genes Book 1)

by H. Caswell

  Mayor, sits back; sipping his coffee while, Charlie keeps company. Claire and Alfred discuss the matter within the kitchen. Claire a bit annoyed with the idea. “I don’t like it …‘her eyes, darkened with annoyance’ Alfred. It feels as though the place would become …a circus act”Alfred assures her“Darling, Claire, if situations become too much of an annoyance … I will ‘looking into her dark eyes’ cease the matter at once.” Something deep within Claire, brews ‘I am beginning to feel; Alfred is losing his grip. And the fear of Randle being a part of this, I cannot ignore. I will keep a close eye on the situation’

  As far as the girl goes, Alfred and Claire seem to feel, she will be fine in the new area. Claire is more than capable of handling such people. Alfred, worries not of Claire’s abilities. After all, he has taken her aboard and began training Claire, with his methods. Randle, he spends most of his time; following Charlie, and seeking shelter within the cottage. Billy, and his naughty behavior, he will be no issue. The two, resume their seats in the entertaining room. Alfred accepts the offers at hand,‘ordering Charlie,’‘Go down, would you … and help the chief to escort the girl inside.” The Mayor … signs papers; giving Alfred, guardianship of Sarah, as he explains while signing his name “The girl … she speaks,not a word.” ‘Alfred assures him’ “There will be no problems, and the island … is far more than capable of handling all sorts of arising situations.” Alfred asks the Mayor, “Tell me Sir, what is the knowledge you have on the crime … I will not be needing all the evidence. But some idea could help me in working … with Sarah.” The Mayor’s smile‘turns south’,as he describes the scene his police department had walked into,“A dramatic phone call had led … two officers to a small home on the east side. When they entered the home … a horrible smell … met their noses. Upon investigation, they came upon … in the far back room‘he sighs’ a sight they say … will never leave their minds. There upon a bed … of what looks to be a master bedroom, this young girl lays curled in a ball next two bodies‘grabbing a white cloth from his coat pocket, wiping his forehead’ As they closed the gap, they see a gun … in her hand and both a male and female shot … point blank in the heads … brain matter and blood Splattered everywhere. The two looks as though they may have been engaging in‘quietly he says’ intercourse … at the time of the shooting ‘Sighing once more’ the female slouched … over the male. She … shot in the back of the head while the male shot … right in the face. Sarah herself…’his voice raise with tension’ covered in blood and other … human material was taken to the hospital for evaluation. The undertaker, after his evaluation of the bodies, says they had been killed FiVe days prior … to the call. Can you … believe it Alfred? She laid there for five days …with that stench, and with her dead parents … What can bring‘shaking his head in disbelief’ such a horrible …crime like this?” Before Alfred could speak, the door opens as the men escort Sarah inside.

  Sarah stands motionless; between the two. She, only about five foot tall, is very pale, and thin. Her mid- length, blonde hair, lay limply, as her head hangs low. Mayor tells Alfred, “She refuses food. At the hospital … IV had been feeding and hydrating her.” Alfred motions for the girl, to be seated in the room. Charlie takes the girl by the arm, and sits her upon the couch. Charlie keeps watch; while Alfred, escorts the two men back to the tug. He assures them“Have no worries … all will be fine. I expects to begin seeing those who wish to come … the nextday.” The mayor bids Alfred, “good day and thank you, Alfred. This is a great help.” Alfred watches, as the men sail off into the turning, sea waves. He waits for a few moments; picturing to himself, how this will all play out ‘If it goes as it should … I, will be considered far greater than Thomas … or as I am now.’

  Claire has just walked into the room, to introduce herself to Sarah, when Alfred returns. Alfred decides that Claire and himself will escort Sarah to the new wing, but asks Charlie “Please, be ready for a meeting a bit later. I wish to discuss with you … the new plans.” Charlie lets Alfred know“You can find me … in my room. You can‘his heart sinks’ see me there.” As the two; walk Sarah through the hall, they stop at the first door. Claire unlocks the door, as Alfred holds Sarah’s arm. She gives no signs of aggression to either. They walked into the cell. Alfred asks Claire “Please help Sarah change into her gown … while I collects a shot and a new file from upstairs … in myloft.” Claire nods her head, as she helps Sarah across the room. While Alfred has gone, Claire pulls the blonde, thin hair back. Sarah stands still; looking down. Claire lifts the girl’s shirt, from her body. Her malnourished figure; reveals itself, of skin and bones. Sarah has no figure, even for almost eighteen year old; her breasts small but firm. Her abdomen sunken; showing her ribs. Claire undresses her lower half. Her waist, very thin, that carries down her buttocks and legs. Claire, slides Sarah’s thin arms through the holes, and pulls the gown up. Reaching around Sarah, Claire ties the gown. Just as she finished, Alfred returns; holding a clipboard.

  Alfred begins his assessment of Sarah. She has no need to worry about Alfred’s sickness, for she is too young, at the time, to be of any service to him. He begins with a full body examination. His findings are the same asClaire’s. He records…“Sarah a very … malnourished girl, who stands about five foot. Her hair is thin … and frail. She shows no signs of wanting to communicate, keeping her eyes away from contact.” Alfred checks for any signs of physical abuse, he sees no bruising on her extremities. He carefully raises her face to greet his. Her eyes are sunken, with dark circles, that in case her; light, blue eyes. The pale skin; conceals her high, cheek bones. To Alfred, the girl is in, severe traumatic disorder. He orders Claire “Prep an IV of fluids, and nutrients, along with a strong sedative” while holding, Sarah’s fragile face,in his hands and whispers“We will get to the bottom of this dear. I will help you resolve … your hidden secrets.” Claire returns from the medical closet, with an IV bag, and hooks along with a syringe. Alfred leaves Claire to her duties, as he works his way to Charlie. Carefully, Claire helps Sarah to the bed, laying her down. Sarah gives no struggles; while Claire secures each arm above her head, into the shackles watching as Claire, places each ankle within the lower shackles. Claire walks back to the top of the bed; preparing the IV. She clamps the long pole with a hook onto the metal frame of the bed frame, carefully, she works the tube down the pole, to Sarah’s left arm. She inserts the needle, and covers Sarah’s cold body, with a green wool blanket. Claire leaves Sarah, and locks the door behind her. The girl lays still; gazing at the concrete ceiling, until her eyes grow heavy.

  Alfred takes a seat in the rocker as Charlie sits upon his bed. Alfred begins to explain his theory of what he believes can be accomplished here with this new adventure the Mayor has placed on the table, “I believe a grand opportunity has arisen … from this. Imagine …‘grinning ear to ear’ Charlie … the ease you and Randle will have, going ashore and acquiring my needs … while chartering all these helpless souls … who somehow feel … I am now some resort. As I tend to the everyday people, others will be hidden … in wait for me." ‘Charlie’s heart sinks, his stomach in knots’ He had not signed up to be kidnapping women, but he cannot tell Alfred, no. With a heavy heart, Charlie agree. Alfred excuses’ himself, letting Charlie know“We start … tomorrow.”

  It is late afternoon, by the time Claire, and Alfred can begin their work, with, the lady in red. Alfred, has carried down from his secret room, the strange head cap and cord, along with a few vials of fluid and syringe. Claire had brought the shackles, she had placed in the medical closet downstairs. As Alfred goes to obtain his new guest, the lady in red, Claire attaches one end of the shackles to the hooks that are drilled into the walls; four feet apart, inside the shower stall, of the second floor bath. Alfred escorts the weak woman, into the room. She tries to break free of his grip upon sight of the horrific view “PLEASE, NO! LET me … Go you FUCKING … FREAK!” Claire acts immediately, by slapping the woman’s cheek again, with such force, it nearly
snaps her neck “Don’t you speak to him like that again …”while taking possession of the woman’s arms, and forces her to stand in the shower stall, which has been designed, from Alfred himself.

  He wanted a place, to conduct experiments with ease, where water source; would be available and of course, his secret door. Alfred, had been studying this theory, a form of therapy, where water and electric currents along with medication, to see if he could break down the walls of confessions. The lady in red … is his first.

  Claire forcefully clamps the shackles, tightly, uponthe woman’s wrists ‘pinching her skin’ now with her secure, Claire tears away the white gown, and slides her panties off. The woman hangs,now completely nude ‘tears running down her pale face’Alfred, takes notice as he did last night. His manhood swells, slightly, as he, secretly reminds himself ‘I must refrain from the pleasures I have been partaking in and concentrate on my … work’ Alfred and Claire stand close together, as she turns the shower water on, first to warm, it sprays lightly upon the woman’s body. Alfred finds difficulty, in remaining calm, with the sight. He fights the urge, which builds deep in his soul, his wanting, to savagely have his way with her. Claire, looks at Alfred. She senses his desires, she quietly asks him“Are you ready, Alfred?” he nods yes.

  Alfred, begins to ask a woman, in a soft melancholy voice, a series of questions about her life. “Why are you fond … of being a woman of the night? Do you like what men … do to you? Did you come from a sexually… abusive home? Did your father… touch you?” The woman answers nothing. Claire turns the water; warmer as Alfred asks, “What happened to you, in your life to make such a …beautiful female …turn to sex?” Still the woman answers, nothing‘her hanging her eyes full of fear’ Alfred finds himself, becoming annoyed‘the anger swelling in the pit of his stomach’ with no answers. He signals for the headgear to be placed upon her head. Claire does as Alfred wants. She secures it tightly; under the girls’ chin ’her eyes meet Claire’s, giving Claire a sassy wink’ Claire stands ready to plug it in, an outlet on the wall, ‘her smirk devilish’ beside the shower. Again Alfred asks about her need to be a sex slave “Do you … like what the men do to you?” The woman,answers nothing ‘raising her bowed head, winks at Alfred’ Alfred reaches over, ‘so you want to play’ and turns the water, to scalding hot; steam fills the room quickly, as the woman screams, ‘body tensely thrashing’ with the mist of boiling water, spraying over her helpless body‘her skin burns, redness emerges’ Alfred again asks the woman “What isit ‘his voice filled with anger’ that makes you … this way?” Still she says nothing, yet cries in pain. Alfred sighs, and signals Claire, to plug in the device. Her skin; glowing a deep red, as the water burns her, the electrical current; flowing through her body; forces convolutions, far stronger, than Alfred has witnessed before. Her body twisting and legs bending. He waits a few moments, before signing, to turn it off. Even Claire, herself, finds the sight very enjoyable. The woman becomes limp. Alfred, turns the water off. He repeats again, the questions. He bends down to look into her eyes. The woman, raises her head, meeting Alfred’s glare, and spits at him, hitting him, on the cheek. Claire’s anger; forces her to lunge,at the helpless woman ‘slipping in the water’ She hits her with such a force; blood pours, from her lips. Alfred, grabs Claire; before she can hit the lady again. “No, Claire! Thatis enough!” Alfred decides,“Let’s tryan injection.” He preps a needle, and shoots the woman in the arm. Moments pass, and Alfred begins again, with the question. This time she begins to tell “I love … men! I enjoy,‘her voice seductive’ what they do to … me.” Alfred asks her “Why?” She, says nothing. Once more, the water is turned on again, this time frigged cold, as the helmet, is also turned on. He watches her nipples, as they harden, with the ice water, and electricity. Her body convulsing, his manhood, growing. He cannot take the erotic sight, any longer. He must relieve himself, while Claire continues the work. He finds concentrating difficult ... He excuses’ himself and tells Claire“Carry on” as he makes his way, to the room, beside the bath. He steps into the closet, adjacent to the shower. There he opens the small secret door, where he can see her body, so close. He watches her breasts, and her body, as it surges with energy. Relieving himself, within the dark closet, he is now able to take hold of his composer, once more. The woman receives more injections, which Alfred has made. The woman gives no reason, other than liking her job. Hours have pass, her body weak, he decides “enough.”

  Claire, dresses the woman, and places her back in the room. She screams, throughout the night. The medication Alfred, had last given her, is the same mix, he had given his mother, Mildred. The woman hallucinating of creatures; trying to consumer her.

  Alfred, smokes his pipe; while writing detailed descriptions, of the day’s events with the woman in red. He hides the secret reel, he has made, with the others. His plans with her, not yet, set in stone, but he believes; mind altering medications and hypnosis; along with his perhaps, normal procedures’ will be the conclusion. How long the woman, will last will depend … on herself.

  Chapter 12

  As the months pass on the island, Alfred grows tired, of the endless, everyday happenings. Day in and day out; catering to others, self needs. Never recalling; meeting anyone, who turns his research into reality. Oh, the endless services, he has rendered. Yes, his pockets have grown deeper, with his heart unfulfilled.

  Charlie and Randle find themselves in the port; nearly on a daily basis. Charlie, has become so weary of the duties, he and his large friend have taken on. His guilt; drives him to find comfort now, in the men’s club, asRandle ‘who has become efficient’ with collecting the ladies of the night. He has managed to bring twelve; back to Alfred, throughout their travels to port. Although, far more time they had spent going ashore, many nights, they returned victimless.

  The endless nights, of screaming, from the shower and watching the girls; wither away. Still, Charlie pushes on, drowning his confessions into the whiskey bottles.

  Claire, takes pride in her new job description, of handling the needs of, Alfred. She prepares the stolen ladies, and still shows a caring front, to those who come and go. People find her, amusing and kind.

  Sarah, makes no disturbance from her quarters. Although, Alfred, has tried tirelessly to reach Sarah, there has been; no improvements. The courts have given Sarah to Alfred. They found her guilty; of first degree murder of both parents, sentenced to live out her years, on the island. Rumors, of sexual abuse from her father, with her mother’s knowledge of the acts; spread about town, unproven.