Reaction for Chapter 8 page 10
Why is Lanyon here? Was he curious? Will he know Hyde as soon as he sees him?
Hyde finally got to the mall. Yay!
Hyde will soon be banned from Blackfrog Bazar. Contraband will find it’s way to the exhibition.
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and it's wiser to be mad (in a world that's gone insane)
I just couldn't wait until the next update that'll take us back to Lanyon Hall, so I wrote something.
Under the cut, you'll find 700+ words of self-indulgent, first person narrative from Mr. Hyde's POV.
Cheers!
I don’t much care for balls and I know you never did. Why, I dare say you might even grow to dislike them after tonight.
“Dr. Jekyll?”
Black shoes and white gloves. Acidic green and prosaic purple. Tailored suits and laced-up corsets. Gentlemen with brutal grips on ladies with broken ribs. Lethargic laughs on painted lips. Seedy smiles behind glass rims. And, of course, eager eyes always ready to scrutinize. Lanyon Hall is full of all the things you despise. Surely, you will grow to dislike ball after tonight.
“Dr. Jekyll?”
“Forgive me, gentlemen. Where were we?”
“We were right here, Doctor. Where were you?”
Sir Danvers asked you a question, Doctor. Are you going to answer? And, when you do, are you going to be truthful? You weren’t here with them after all. You were trapped in a nightmare and you’re still searching for the exist.
“I, w-well, you see-”
Oh, you’re s-s-stuttering! Dr. Henry Jekyll is choking! Ladies and gentlemen gather around! Stare him down with the weight of social expectations and damn him within the confines of courtesy! Not even Dr. Robert Lanyon and all his daddy’s money can save face this time!
“Henry, are you all right?”
There is a sea of snakes upon the floor! Satanic demons closing in on you! Moreau is grinning at the main entrance door! No, Robert. Henry is most definitely not all right.
“Henry!”
Now look what you’ve done, Henry! You’ve broken the glass and made a mess! Now my slithering friends are drinking on the job and Robert won’t ever forgive you for getting blood all over the carpet! Now our palm won’t stop bleeding! Please, do make it stop bleeding! I can’t even look at us right now!
“E-excuse me, gentlemen. Ladies.”
You’re still stuttering. And you’re still bleeding. We’re still bleeding, Jekyll! You better keep moving! You better keep chewing through this scenery and these sycophants! Dr. Moreau is waiting for us by the door!
“Henry, where are you going?”
“Home, Robert. I’m going home.”
Yes, Robert. Can’t you see we’re black and blue and red all over? We’re going home, we’re treating our wound, we’re washing the awful afterparty taste down with some HJ-7 and off to the Blackfrog Bazaar we go! Isn't that right, Henry?
“Here. This should help with the bleeding.”
Well, would you take a look at that! I might still have some use for you yet, old friend. How nice of you to fetch us a handkerchief. A temporary treatment, for sure. But it will do for now.
“I called you 'consumptive' in jest earlier. But I see now that you’re not far from it. You wait here and try not to faint. I’ll fetch us a cab.”
He is right, isn’t he? You’re barely holding on. Your grip on consciousness is loose. Yes, I felt you slipping back there. You smashed your serving of champagne so you wouldn’t smash the prettiest face in Parliament.
“Doctor?”
Speak of the wolf in sheep’s clothing and he shall appear!
“How is your hand?”
“Don’t touch me!”
“Well, I never!”
You can almost mistake his canines for the molars of a herbivore. He has been flashing them at the flock in the Hall all night long. He's flashing them at the waitstaff right now as he dismisses them. It's just the three of us now and we see right through him. His helping hand is an insult to our hemorrhagic one. Thank you very much, sir, but if we are to trip over our own feet and the cane stand, then so be it! The floor is lava now and we’re sinking in it! We're melting in it! Oh, Lord, we're melting!
“I didn’t want to believe it, but the rumours are true. Those charity cases of yours have rubbed off on you.”
We’re still bleeding! I’m still bleeding! Everywhere! The lava! It’s melting our skin off! My skin! It’s mine? It is! My skin! Mine!
“Do pull yourself together, man! You’re acting like one of your mad scientists!”
My eyes are still burning, but they are mine. My legs are still shaking, but they're mine! Oh, my right palm is still too painful to pull a punch, but I always prefered my left. And there is a cane to aid me just within its reach. As as I rise from the ashes, I am reborn.
“Doctor? What in God’s name-”
My ears are still ringing, Sir Danvers! Do try to keep quiet, or I’ll be forced to silence you! A swing is all it takes, but I missed and now he’s wailing. I said be quiet! My head is still spinning and the world is still bent! I swing once again.
“We prefer the term rogue scientists!”
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Blackfrog Technologies opens medical device manufacturing unit in Manipal
Blackfrog Technologies opens medical device manufacturing unit in Manipal
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