This is the story I wrote for NaNoWriMo . It is about a man who is being tortured by nightmares about a week . Warning , it is quite graphic . I do hope you enjoy . I 'll see you on the Dark Side of Moon . 01 : 02 , December 14 , 2011 ( UTC ) It was a sunny afternoon in Fort Mont , Rhode Island . Neil Stuberhoff , a young , middle - aged man was coming home from his occupation as an Architect at The King 's Men Construction Company . He was a nice fellow , well - mannered , and prosperous . Neil had a small home to himself , and his car was in the garage for repairs after the little fender - bender he had a few days ago . Neil was happy living by himself . Neil didn 't really have any problems , until that night . During the night , Neil had a dream . More like a nightmare of sorts . Complete darkness surrounded him , nothing was visible , and he did not know what may lie within it . Although , he could see only himself , fully clothed in his suit . The atmosphere began to cool , slowly descending in temperature . As it did , Neil began to feel the effects , and started shivering . He was frightened by this , not knowing what will happen , or why this is happening . Of course it is a dream , but , why this ? Neil thought to himself these questions , and tried to stay warm in the meanwhile by holding himself . The cooling stopped . After , Neil heard a growl , one that resembles a dog , but distorted . He took a look around , but still saw nothing . He could hear it coming closer too . Neil did not know how to take action , so he just stood there , hoping it would go away , but it did not . Abruptly , what would look like a dead dog attacked Neil , as it jumped from the darkness , landing on him . In his head , he heard a screeching noise , one that could make ears bleed , and give headaches . The dog was tearing away at his suit , trying to bite him as Neil tried to defend himself . Then , the dog chomped a chunk out of his chest . Neil yelled at the top of his lungs in excruciating pain . The demon took another chunk from his left arm . Neil punched the dog in the head , trying his best to kill it , but it was futile . The dog seemed to not be phased no matter how many times Neil batted at it . The corpse kept eating away at Neil 's flesh . Blood spilled everywhere , as Neil began to lose consciousness . His intestines were next to be ripped out . Surprisingly , Neil was still awake . A normal human would pass out , or die by then . He was being tormented , very horribly . The dog stopped tearing , and backed off into the darkness . Neil lied there speechless , horrified so much he couldn 't scream . He just looked in terror at his body . It was ripped wide open . All of his entrails , and organs were splattered along the floor beside him . He wanted to wake up from this night terror , even die if he had to , but it seems the rules of mortality had no effect . Neil attempted to move , but could not . The atmosphere began to descend in temperature again . He could feel the cold in his body , as it began to slowly freeze . The blood on him , and around him froze , and his organs were frosty . Same for the inside of his body . The sharp pain grew more , and more . Neil did not know such pain could exist besides in Hell . Over a pass of time , his body was completely frozen , yet he was still awake . The pain from his body being torn asunder was still there , also the earsplitting noise was still scraping at his mind . He saw a gleam above , then another , and another . They were coming towards him , and he saw that they were three swords . They soon landed on three places in his body . His throat , left , and right knees . When they struck , his body shattered . Then , he woke up . Neil arisen from his bed very quickly . Breathing heavily , and checking to see if his body was still ravaged . To his relief , it was not . He made a sigh , calmed down , and had breakfast . Had a nice bowl of oatmeal , and a plate of French toast accompanied with a glass of apple cider . Afterwards , he felt better , and got ready for work . With his car still in the repair shop , he had to walk their , and back again today . Grabbing his suitcase , he fixed his tie , and walked out the door , closing it on the way out . It was a pleasant sunny morning in Fortmont . The sky was blue , a few clouds overhead , and the suburban landscape was easy on the eye . A slight breeze , and the temperature was cool . " Good morning Mr . Romaldo ! " , Neil said with joy . " Ahh , Buon giorno Signore Stuberhoff ! How did you sleep my friend ? " , Mr . Romaldo asked . " Eh , not too good , but I am still well . " , Neil answered honestly . " Tonight , you should go to bed earlier . Hopefully you will catch up on sleep . " . " I will Mr . Romaldo . " , Neil assured the old man . " Oh , before you head off , did you hear about the unfortunate accidents in Oklahoma ? " , Mr . Romaldi asked . " Accidents ? " . " Yes , a few suicides took place there . It happened only a few days ago . I pray for their souls everyday . " , Vincenti said worried . " That 's just not right . I will also pray for them , as well as the families that are burdened by this . " , Neil replied . " Very good , I do hope you do , but I know you will . You 're a kind man Signore . " . " Thank you sir . I 'll be back in the evening . Have a nice day . " , Neil said walking off . " Thank you , and you also ! " , Mr . Romaldi said while sweeping the leaves . Neil made it to work . He works for a construction company named The King 's Workers . It 's a fairly large corporation in Rhode Island . His occupation is as an Architect , designing new buildings , chiefly for his area . Neil has been in the job for about a year . He 's been liking it so far . He built a few successful homes , and an add - on to the nearby supermarket . Today he had to go to a conference after work . It would last until the evening , and would have to skip dinner . He knew , so he packed a larger lunch . It was about the new building Neil had the honor to create , the new Town Hall . Neil has been thinking about it for a week , and has been drawing his ideas down rigorously . Two nights ago , he came up with his final structure , and couldn 't wait for today . " Oh , I apologize Ms . Hughes , I didn 't see you . Although , how could I not ? " , Neil said nonchalantly . " Oh no , it 's fine . Nothing was dropped , so nothing was hurt . " , replied Katherine , as if the compliment went right through her . " Good luck at the meeting later Mr . Stuberhoff . I 'm sure you 'll please the employers . " , Katherine said smiling . " Thank you Ms . Hughes . Have a pleasant day . " . Neil went through the day eager for the conference to come , and sooner than he expected , it did . At the conference , he showed the employers his designs for the structure , and they were glad with what they saw . They gave it the go , and Neil was exuberant . Construction would begin next week . It was finally time to go home , and he couldn 't wait to get a small nosh , and head to bed . It was evening as he said he would be heading home by . The atmosphere didn 't seem creepy at all actually . Although , he did notice a little red in the corner of his eye . Neil strayed off the sidewalk to see what it was . The red was in a splatter shape , and when he looked in front of it , a trail of blood lead to a dead body . Neil was shocked by this . He had to check who it was , and unbeknownst to him , it was Mr . Romaldi . He couldn 't believe it , the nice old man who lived down the street was dead . Neil started to weep a little . There were multiple stabs in the body , and a bloody pair of scissors lying beside it . He called 9 - 1 - 1 , and they came rather quickly . The paramedics confirmed he was dead , and loaded Mr . Romaldi 's corpse into a body bag , onto a stretcher , and into the utility vehicle . A small crowd gathered around the scene , and the police questioned Neil as to what might have happened . Neil had no answer , just that he found the body , and the blood was already dried . Neil went home disgusted , woeful , and terrified . If someone murdered him , who , and why would they have done such a thing ? If Mr . Romaldi committed suicide , why ? The man had a nice life . He didn 't seem disturbed , or anything . Maybe , it was a combination of both murder , and suicide . Maybe there was an influence behind it , something that convinced Mr . Romaldi of such a thing . Neil also realized the two incidents . His dream , and Romaldi 's death . It may be too soon to judge , but was this a coincidence , or part of some sequence ? Neil pondered this as he prepared , and went to bed early as he promised Mr . Romaldi . Neil woke up to another day , surprised he didn 't have a nightmare . When he got out of bed , he noticed that he was already fully clothed in his suit . It was a Saturday , and he had no work to do at all . There was no sunshine , rather it was gloomy outside , with a slight drizzle . Weird thing is , there was no forecast for there to be rain , and grey clouds until Monday . He walked around the house , and things seemed normal . Neil took a look outside , and there was nobody around . No people , no animals , no sentient being could be seen . It looked like a ghost town , and there was a fog on the ground that went up to his knees . Neil walked around a bit , trying to find someone he could talk to , or something to help him find out what was going on . Suddenly , he heard what would sound like metal friction together , and a deep moan that sounded warped , and evil . He tried to get away from it , and he saw what looked like a human in front of him . Neil couldn 't see the details of the figure , but he walked towards it to see if he could talk to that person . He greeting the figure , and it turned around . It had a human shape , but was not human . It 's body looked demented , and had a small girder for an arm . It looked at him , and moaned again . It moaned louder , and louder as Neil walked away . Then , it started to run after him , and the screeching sound that wreaked torture on Neil 's mind came back . Neil was running for his life . He didn 't care what it was , he just wanted out . He ran back to his home , entered it , and locked the door behind him . He didn 't see it anymore when he peered out the window . Neil sat down in front of the door , rested his feet , and regaining his breath . Unexpectedly , a metal girder pounded a hole through the door . The monster was already there . Neil got up from the floor , and made his way through the house . The monster was fast with taking down the door , and was 2 meters behind him . Neil ran upstairs , and hid in the bathroom . Luckily , again , the monster seemed to not know where he was . The bathroom was rather small . Just a toilet , hamper , shower , and sink . He was sitting in the shower with the curtain closed . Heart beating fast , and eyes wide open . The curtain was ripped away , and the monster was right there . Neil looked dead at the monster 's eyes . When he did , the screeching noise grew louder , and louder , and louder . He screamed from the pain , and his eyes , ears , and mouth exploded with blood . Then , the monster took it 's arm , and bashed Neil 's left arm , crushing every bone , and muscle in that space . It kept hitting the arm . Soon , the arm was completely flat , with it 's bones turned to dust , and muscles turned to paste . The monster did the same to his right arm , and legs . Then , it crushed him in the chest , destroying his upper organs . Blood poured from every orifice . Neil wanted to yell , but couldn 't . The monster also crushed his lower abdomen as well . The entire shower was red with blood . Finally , the monster raised it 's arm , and bashed in Neil 's head . Neil woke up again . Neil was screaming at the top of his lungs as he jumped in his bed . His pulse was high , and he was immensely terrified . He slowly began to weep , and got up from his bed . " A second night in a row ? " , he thought to himself . Neil convinced himself that he needed help . So he set up an appointment with the psychiatrist , Dr . Schlebenhoek , and luckily right on that day . Neil entered his office , and talked to him . " So , what is wrong Mr . Stuberhoff ? " , asked Dr . Schlebenhoek . " Well , umm , I have been having these nightmares recently , two nights in a row . I am worried that I may have something wrong with me . " , answered Neil . " Neil , nightmares are actually a common thing . About 75 % of dreams have some sort of extreme sadness , horror , and whatnot . What do you think makes yours so special ? " . " Err , I can 't really say , but the dreams are extremely real . My senses are fully there in them . Also , in each one , I was brutally murdered , or actually , brutalized , but could not die at all . My body was bashed into a pancake in last night 's dream , and I still felt the pain , as if I was still alive . " . " That must have been a tremendous amount of pain Mr . Stuberhoff . " , sympathized the doctor . " Please , tell me these dreams … " . Neil told the doctor his nightmares , and Dr . Schlebenhoek had a little trouble deciphering them . He said to come back tomorrow at around 4 in the afternoon . So Neil did , and the doctor had an answer , " I may not have a completely clear answer , but , I have tried my best . Your mind is telling you to be afraid of death , because you may seem to be too high on life . You need to sober yourself down a bit . Yet again , I don 't think that is you , Mr . Stuberhoff . " , said Dr . Schlebenhoek . " Thank you , it makes some sense , and there is a hint of truth in everything . So I 'll take that into consideration . " , said Neil . " Good boy . Now if you have anything else to talk about , let me know . I am interested in this myself . This just may mean something deeper than a realization of mortality . " , suggested the doctor . " Of course . You 're the only person I can really come to other than Pastor Rigliotti . " Neil was glad he could trust Dr . Schlebenhoek with this information . He was hoping these over - the - top nightmares would stop , trying to solve the problem as early as possible . Neil left the offices building , and took a quick trip to the grocery store . He had to get bread , for he was low at home . Neil prefers white bread over wheat , but he gets wheat anyway . Neil entered the store , and picked up the bread from the appropriate aisle , then bought it at the counter . He left , and went for home . Neil wanted his car back , it would make travel a lot easier , and faster . It was an old Cadillac he got from his dad , the ' 86 DeVille . Sure it vacuums gas like an alcoholic with beer , but it was rugid , and dependable in the winter . Neil just didn 't want a huge dent in the back bumper while driving around . He got home , entered through the door , and locked it behind him . He placed the loaf of bread on a counter in the kitchen , and sat down in a chair in the living room . Neil wanted to see what was on the news , so he switched on the television set , and turned it to RINN , Rhode Island News Network . Right away it was a story about death . Multiple suicides actually , but not in Oklahoma this time , but rather South Carolina . Neil began to wonder if this was a coincidence , or something worse . Sick of hearing such things , he switched it to another channel . His phone rang beside him , and the Caller I . D said James Gertz , whom was his manager . Neil answered the phone , " Uh , hello sir . How are you ? " . " Good , I just wanted to congratulate you on the success . You 're a real company champion Neil . " , Mr . Gertz said pridefully . " Thank you sir , I was really glad it was accepted . " , Neil replied . " Excellent , I gotta go now . Take it easy Mr . Stuberhoff . " , Mr . Gertz said hastily . " You too " . Mr . Gertz hanged up on the other end , and Neil placed down the phone . He was happy about his success , but his nightmares were the only thing holding him back . Later , he went to bed , and hoped to not have a nightmare . His dream began . The man wakes up , and finds himself in a bright , white , small room . An I . V was in his arm , and is flat on his back . He slowly begins to panic , thinking he was put right back into Hell . His heart began to race , and so did the heartbeat monitor . He thought he needed to escape , so he took out the tube in his arm , and got up . Wearing only a hospital gown , he searches around the room . The man approaches the window , and saw he was some stories high . Neil exited out the door . It looked like he was in a hallway . The walls , and ceiling were metallic , and the floor concrete . There were no lights , except the one he was standing below . Looking around , it still seemed uninhabited . It was cold , and there was nothing anywhere . All he heard was a small wind blowing through the corridor , creating a hollow sound . It was indeed very eerie . Neil walked forward a little , and he heard breathing . The breathing was weezy , and it sounded like there was something obstructing the airways . then , he heard a voice . " Neeiiilll . . . . " , a creepy voice said . Neil looked around for it , still finding nothing . " I 'm coming after yoouuu . . . Better find a place to hiiiide . . . " , it said . " What ? " , Neil said afraid . He paniced , and treaded through the dark corridors searching for a room to hide in . To his misfortune , he could not locate , nor see anything . He tried to feel the walls , but they were too cold for his hands too stay on . A wind came through the corridors , making an eerie , hollow sound . Then , the light he appeared under before , suddenly flashed off . Neil noticed a floating figure , which was the only thing visible in the dream besides himself . The ghost was blood red , and a hood draped over it 's head , causing the face to be covered in a shadow . It started charging after him , so he started running blindly further into the darkness . Neil banged against something that was like a door , because he heard what sounded like a knob shaking . He quickly got back up , and felt around for a knob . The walls were still very cold , but he ignored it . The fear rose above the pain . To his luck , Neil found what felt like a knob , and turned it . He then heard what sounded like an unlocking noise , and pushed forward . When he stepped into the next room , he saw there were a few lights on , but it looked like a hospital . He really didn 't care , that ghost was chasing him , and he had to keep moving . Neil was starting to run out of breath , he had to find somewhere to hide , so he dashed around a corner , and quickly went into a room , and closed the door behind him . The room seemed to be a confinement room , where the more special psychological patients are put so they can 't do any more unruly things . He hid in there for a small while , then he peeked out to see if the ghost was still there . It was not there , the corridors seemed empty , so Neil decided to take a look around , still being wary of the ghost . The walls didn 't seem cold either , and he could read the signs pointing to rooms , and such . Not too far down the hall , was the Head Doctor 's Office . Neil slowly made his way there , trying to stay as quiet as possible . The door was not locked , and walked in . The room seemed tidy , like it hasn 't been touched . He searched around , and found a few files of papers . One file stood out from the rest . " The patient seems to not be recuperating . He is still the same , even through hours of treatment . He shows what seems to be a normal side , and another that seems to be sinister , and demonic . During the phase of his demonic side , we have monitored him a few times . While not interacting with sentient life , he sits there , staring into space , with a creepy smile , and a scary look in his eyes . The first time we chose to allow someone to interact with him , it appeared odd . The patient 's voice sounded deeper , and his head tilted slightly to the side . When I asked him if he wanted to share anything , he said , " You will all die … Your own minds will betray you , and begin to slowly fade away into the depths of Hell . " When I asked him why , he responded , " All of you humans are pathetic , and do NOT deserve to live . " . The patient then became angry , and volatile . When I got up slowly , he jumped at me , and bit my arm . The next few times , they put me behind a barrier to keep me safe . He said the same thing every time , and reacted the same also . No progress was made in the time he was here . In the time he is normal , he appears to be calm , but unresponsive - similar to the disorder of Schizophrenia . When in his room , he huddles in the corner , sometimes mumbling to himself unrecognizable words . We occasionally let him walk around outside , but is guarded by security , so that other patients are not in danger . Luckily , his dark side has not shown up while wandering the grounds . Neil kept this patient in mind . He seems like someone Neil should know , so he folded the paper , and put it in his pocket . He searched around for anything else , and found a lighter with some fluid in it . He kept that incase he had to move through the darkness again . Neil then peeked out the door to see if the ghost was there , and luckily it was not there again . He slowly walked out , and closed the door behind him to leave no trace . At the one end of the hallway , the lights were flickering , and it didn 't seem too safe . Plus , Neil walked forward a little , and heard a girl crying , and talking . He had no clue what it was , and was startled . Was it in his head ? Was it real ? Either way , he didn 't want to find out . Due to this , Neil wanted to investigate the other rooms first , so he found the Storage Room door to the far end of the hall to the right . He quietly made his way down the hall . Neil passed by many doors , which belonged to mostly the patients who attended this ward . When he got to the door , he turned the knob , and as soon as he did , the ghost came back . It was charging at him from behind , so he hastily opened it , and dashed through the door . The Storage wasn 't too friendly either . Neil kept running through the small pathways , trying to confuse the ghost . Weaving his way through the openings between the holes of darkness , He tripped over an unforeseen box , and landed face first into the ground . He rolled over , and the ghost was there . He tried to crawl away , but the horror grabbed his feet , and dragged him . Neil tried to hold onto a metal pole that was stuck in the ground , but was very cold , like the walls were before . Neil held on for his life . The ghost was pulling very hard , and the pole being cold didn 't help either . He was being stretched ; he could feel it in his thighs , biceps , and abdomen . Finally , he couldn 't hold on for much longer . Neil let go , and was dragged into the darkness . He remembered the lighter he found earlier , and attempted to light it up . It only worked for a few seconds , until it burned out . He could see he was being transported through a very narrow passageway . Soon , he could feel a blast of cool air envelope him . After , he felt his body being slammed against the wall . The grip on his ankles was released also . Neil lay there , waiting to be ripped asunder , but nothing happened . After a few minutes of quietness , he tried to stand up . He did , but his ankles were in pain from the tight grip the ghost had on him . Neil slowly waddled in a random direction , and then hit a wall . He felt around for any bumps , and accidentally hit a light switch , and the whole room was illuminated . Neil became dizzy , and nearly threw up at the sight he saw . Bloody corpses were hanging from the ceiling . The room was what seemed to be a meat locker . He held his collar in front of his mouth , and nose , to keep him from inhaling the gross scent . Neil tried to open the door leading out , but the knob was jammed . There was a ventilation shaft up n the one corner . It wasn 't too high , and maybe he could squeeze through it . He swayed his way through the corpses , and rattled the shaft 's cover . Luckily , it seemed corroded , and aged from the dampness , and coolness of the room . Neil broke it off , and climbed into the vent . It was even cooler than the room , the vent was . He crawled through the pathways , and it became tighter as he went on . Soon , another cover came up . He peeked through , and it was a cell . Neil broke through the cover , and carefully made his way down into the cell . He searched around in it , and saw markings on the wall . They read … It said so repeatedly all along the wall . This reminded Neil of Cheryl Ferguson 's report on Leopold Cromwell . He said the human 's will all die someday . It was quite possible this was his cell . There was only a bed , but how can the patient have etched the markings in the wall with no tool ? Neil approached the cell 's metal doors , and opened it . Why it wasn 't locked , he didn 't know . The halls were still a little lit , but mostly dark . He looked over the railing in front of the cell , and it seemed as though he was on the second floor . Neil slowly walked down the aisle , holding onto the railing as he passed by many of the cells . They were all empty , and there was an ending to the balcony . He turned right , and went down a flight of stairs . There was a set of double doors beside him , and a long trail of blood leading from it . Neil tried to open it , but it was locked , so he was forced to follow the red trail into the unknown . As he walked by , the doors of a nearby cell started to rattle . Abruptly , the cell 's doors were knocked down , but nothing was there . Neil ignored it , and kept going . He then hit a wall in the darkness that was moving , and it slowly pushed him backwards , until he reached the cell that it 's doors came down . It seemed something wanted him to look in there , and he was in no position to argue with anything . So , he stood back up , and walked into the cell . When he did , the cell 's doors repaired themselves , and locked him in . It was a trap , probably set up by the ghost that was chasing him earlier . Neil didn 't know what to do , see he frantically looked around . When he looked under the bed , he noticed a large piece of fabric laying flat on the floor . He took it away , and saw a large hole in the ground . Neil moved away the bed , and peered inside the hole . It was a man - made hole , probably dug by whoever occupied this cell . Since it was his only option of a way out , he crawled into it , barely fitting . The hole was very dark , with roots sticking out from the walls . Neil crawled through the hole , getting himself soiled from scraping against the dirt . A light started to show far down the tunnel . Neil crawled a little faster in hope of reaching before something happens . To his misfortune , right when he arrived to the opening , it was covered by something very heavy . It seems he was trapped , and he didn 't know what to do . He chose to crawl back to the cell , in hope the hopes of something else happened as well . Before he could move , he heard rustling down the tunnel . Neil tried to se what was there , and only saw a wave of a mass of black moving toward him . Soon , this mass crawled onto his body , and it crawled all over him . Neil held his hand up to eyes to help him see what it was . When he did , he saw a few Black Widows , but they seemed mutant rather than normal . He panicked , and moved around in fear . The spiders started to bite him all over , and Neil grunted in pain . He could literally feel his skin rotting away , and it felt as though it was burning also . As he opened his mouth to scream , a few of the spiders went down into his throat . Neil could feel the spiders crawling , and biting in his body . Two spiders bit his eyes , and he immediately went blind . Then , something slithered into his eyes , it wasn 't a spider , more like a worm , and it tore through his eardrums , and further into his cranium . By now , his body was already rotting to the bone . As he was being tortured by the spiders , the worms got to his brain , and started to eat away at it . Finally , a wall of flame whooshed through the tunnel , and incinerated everything within it . Neil woke up from this nightmare . This was the third in a row , and this wasn 't really a good thing . He got up from his bed , and slowly limped his way to the bathroom , because his foot was asleep . Neil went to Dr . Schlebenhoek to talk to him about his dreams again . " Ahh , Mr . Stuberhoff . Please , come into my office . " , Schlebenhoek greeted . " What is it that you want to talk about ? " . " Well Doctor , I had another nightmare again . It was longer , but it was actually a little more interesting . " , Neil said . " Why may that be ? " , asked the doctor . " I was in a psychiatric ward , and I discovered a name of a patient . Have you ever heard of anyone by the name of Leopold Cromwell ? " , asked Neil . " Hmm … " , the Doctor pondered . " I 'll look into it my friend . If this lone name is in your dream , then it must have some significance as to why you are having these nightmares . As I said before , this is interesting to me , so stop by tomorrow , and I 'll give you the information I have . " , commented Schlebenhoek . " Thank you . Doctor , would you like to know what else happened in my dream ? " . " Yes , every detail counts . Please , do tell . " . Neil told Dr . Schlebenhoek everything he could remember from the dream . Afterwards , Neil went home , and rested a small bit , and took a nap . Even during naptime he had nightmares . This time , it wasn 't quite so dark around him . He was in what seemed to be an old factory . The machines around him were rusted , and the lights were dim . The room was very large , and the ceiling was about 30 feet high . He slowly walked around the area , and found the staircase 's door . He checked to see if it was unlocked , but it wasn 't . Neil noticed that the knob was rusty , and most of the door was rotting as well . With his best strength , he kicked down the door . When he got to the next floor , the sign above the door said , " Offices " . To his luck , the door to it was not locked . The Offices were not as bad compared to the lower floor , but it was still in disarray . Papers were all over the place , printers knocked over , and desks abandoned . Neil searched around , and came to the Supervisor 's Desk . On it , was a file talking about one of the factory 's employees . " Mr . Cromwell seems to not be getting along with his fellow employees . As a matter of fact , multiple employees say that he says under his breath , that he wishes them to die . He gets into arguments most of the time , and is cold towards anyone . These things did not show during the interview , nor did anything say on his application . Nothing says he has an illness , and nothing is said to be going on at home . We do not know what is making him like this , but we gave him a few days off to see if he calms down . If he acts up again when he gets back , we 're afraid we might have to fire Mr . Cromwell . " It seems as though this man 's behavior has been dated back even further . Since this place was abandoned , he took the file for himself , hoping to use it as a reference at some point . There was a few windows a long the wall behind him , so he peeked out . What he saw was the parking lot for the establishment . It was empty , no cars , or anything . Yet , when he took a second look , he saw a shadow moving in the one corner . Very soon , the owner of that shadow appeared . It was a normal looking man in a suit , and beard , He was carrying a suitcase , and headed for the set of double doors at the one end of the building . Neil , fearing that this may be another thing to torture him , tried to stay as quiet as possible when going throughout the complex . Neil searched around the Offices some more for anything . He investigated a few cabinets , and saw nothing much , but maps , which were of no use to him . Nothing of use was found , so he went back downstairs into the factory portion . To his discovery , all of the lights were turned on , as if they were still in working condition . The rust on the machines was gone too . Also , he heard footsteps coming from the other side of the large room , so Neil ducked behind a machine . As the echo of the footsteps came closer , Neil became more worried that he might be discovered . Neil crawled along the ground under some machinery , and stayed there . The footstep 's echoes were very loud , and he could see the feet move from left to right . They stopped dead in their tracks , and the man bent over , really low . He saw Neil , and asked what he was doing there , with a stern look on his face . " What are doing here sir ? You 're not one of the employees . " , the man asked . Neil stuttered , " I . . I . . I don 't know . I just woke up here . " . " Huhhhhhh , well , you 're not allowed here , alright ? " . " Yeah , I know , I want to get out of here . " , Neil said . " Alright , I 'll show you out . " . The two started walking in the direction the man came from . " What 's your name ? " , Neil asked . " My name is Herbert Faison , I 'm a Supervisor here . " , the man introduced himself . " Oh … Then would you know a man named Leopold Cromwell ? " . " Oh , yes I would . We fired him yesterday . I hear he 's going to see some kind of psychiatrist . Why would you ask ? " , Herbert said . " Just curious … " , Neil replied . Neil figured that this was the time before Leopold went into the mental facility , not after . " You know , when I somehow woke up here , the building seemed as though as if it was abandoned for a few years . There was even rust on the machines , and most of the lights were off , flickering , or barely on . The Offices were all messed up too . " , Neil explained . " That 's odd , everything seems fine to me . " , Herbert said . " Yeah , that 's the weird part . " . They made it to the double doors that the Supervisor came in from , and he opened the doors . " Alright , off you go . Have a nice day . " , Mr . Faison said . " Thank you " , Neil walked out the door . It was very early in the morning , so it seemed like nighttime . He heard some machinery turn on , which was odd , because there were no employees there yet . Neil took a peek in the small window , and saw Mr . Faison inspecting what 's going on . Then , another man came from nowhere , and grabbed Mr . Faison by the collar . They were both struggling , and the aggressive man was yelling at him . Neil could hear the muffled screams from both men . Neil ran to the double doors , and tried to open them , but they were locked . So , he went back to the window to see what was going on . The aggressor threw Faison onto the conveyor belt . The Supervisor was slowly being dragged into the heater , used for quickly baking bread , dough , ect . Mr . Faison tried to get up , but the aggressor hit him with a tire iron to the gut . It was too late for the Supervisor to try to get away . He slipped under the oven , and screamed as he started to painfully melt . He came out the other end looking horrible . Mr . Faison 's skin , wasn 't melted off completely , and looked like disgusting pizza . The clothes that were on were burning against his skin as well . His eyes were nonexistent too , probably seeped into his body after they melted . He was still alive too , and his yelling became even louder . The attacking person came around in front , and turned on another machine . This time , it was the slicing machine that cut the dough into certain shapes . Mr . Faison slid under again , and was chopped into small squares . Blood poured everywhere , and the Supervisor finally died . Then , the attacker turned on one more machine . The machine that was next was the thing that filled cupcakes , and other pastries , with frosting , and other fillings . Needles came down into the chopped up pieces of Mr . Faison , and squirted cream into them . The cream was overfilled , and oozed out of the open veins . Finally , the chopped up pieces were wrapped up , and packaged in small containers . The aggressor walked up to one of the containers , and opened one of wrapped deserts . He ate it , and looked like he had a satisfied look on his face . Neil stood there in shock as all this happened . Neil looked around , and stared back into the window . The man was not there , and Neil wondered where he went . Suddenly , the man slammed against the window , laughing maniacally , and looking straight at Neil . Neil jumped back out of fright , and fell on the ground . When he got back up , the aggressor ran through the door into the parking lot with the tire iron in his hand . Neil got up , and ran as fast as he could away from him . They both dashed into a nearby forest , as Neil tried to escape the man . The forest was thick , and it became dense with fog for some odd reason . Neil could not see where he was going , he was running blind into the wilderness with a killer chasing his close by . Then , he reached a clearing , and kept running even at that point . The sound of animals , and insects littered the air , growing louder , and louder . Neil tripped over a stone object , and fell to the ground . He kept crawling , and it felt as though he was going upwards . He hit his head on something , and the torches lying next to the object helped reveal that it was a large wooden door . He gripped the lock , and tried opening it , but it didn 't budge . He turned around , and the killer was right there swining his tire iron . Neil dodged the first swing , that hit the door behind him , and got stuck . While the killer was pulling out the iron , Neil jumped off the side of the stairs , and fell . Neil landed awkwardly , and twisted his knee . He crawled away , and found a small , vent like opening in the wall . He went into it , but the killer grabbed his feet . Neil fought back as he was being pulled out slowly . He grabbed a small stone , and whipped it at the hunter 's head . The hunter let go , and placed his hands on his face out of pain . During so , Neil scurried into the small opening . Crawling through the vents , Neil panicked on where to turn , because he didn 't want to approach a dead end . The dust , and cobwebs caused him to sneeze , and cough a few times . Funny thing is , the vents were not metallic , rather the same stone as he tripped over before . Finally he reached an opening . He crawled out , and stood up . Neil was in a small , antique room . It seemed like a small study ; there was a desk with papers , and books on it . On the wall , there was a painting of a castle . On the bottom right of the frame , there was a note left by the artist . The signature of the artist , and the date it was finished was etched out . With this , Neil knew he was in the castle of which the town was founded by . He took a candle , and lit it up with the proper tool lying next to it . Then , he went into the hallway through the door . He slowly paced through it , looking at all the doors that he passed . Each door had the name of it 's owner on it , plated in silver . When he got to the other end , he walked through another doorway into a much larger room . Morning light was shining through the cracks , and windows in the structure . There was a giant chandelier hanging from the very tall ceiling . Pillars wrapped in greenery , and a few statues here , and there . This was certainly something Neil can admire . He continued through the main hall , and came across many other rooms , which were all easily accessible , due to all the doors being mysteriously unlocked . As he entered another smaller hallway , the castle started to shake a little , and some rocks fell . One hit Neil in the head , and knocked him out . Neil stopped having the nightmares ever since the one about the factory , and castle . He managed to continue life normally , and keep doing well at his occupation . Dr . Schlebenhoek did not find any record of a man named " Leopold Cromwell " . So this must have been all made up by his mind to produce such a mystical nightmare . It seems as though the nightmares are gone . . . for now at least . Wikia is a free - to - use site that makes money from advertising . We have a modified experience for viewers using ad blockers Wikia is not accessible if you 've made further modifications . Remove the custom ad blocker rule ( s ) and the page will load as expected . Categories :