What happened to Libra Part 1

What happened to Libra?


The scene opens at Lee Longpre's house. He is laying in his bed, with the covers over him. It has been a long time since Lee Longpre, known by his wrestling ring name Libra has beem in Insurgency Wrestling Federation. A couple of months to be exact. Lee fell into a deep depression and had to be taken off the road. It was extremely life threatening as one night, when he was trying to go to sleep, he started to hear voices. It was horrible for him. He was trying to get himself to sleep but he started to hear strange voices in his head. It said things like "Get out of bed and murder your mother."


Lee didn't know what to think. As a matter of fact, he couldn't think at all. He just followed the voice's instructions. It wasn't a voice that he knew. It was a voice, that was deep and haunting. It was demanding, it wasn't very nice at all. He got up out of bed. The covers were still on him but he pushed them off. The bed creeked as he got up. The voice in his head told him to turn on the light. He didn't dare disobey.

Walking over where he thought the light switch was, he felt the wall. He flipped on the light and the room lit up. He looked around the room and saw his computer.

He walked over to it and and sat in the black computer chair. It was soft and cushiony. He turned on the monitor. No voice told him to do so but he needed to do that to see what he was doing. The voice started to speak to him inside his head. He followed its intructions. It said "Lee you're going to do a google search. Go to google dot com. You're going to search for steak knives."

He began to type on the google search function. After hitting enter, he went to the images and looked at the steak knife pictures. He gets a really strong feeling in the pit of his stomach. The mere sight of the steak knives make him nervous, anxious, wanting to act out what the voice tells him to but not. He is fighting the urge. The voice tells him to stab her. Her as in his mother.

STAB!


STAB!


STAB!

He runs his hands through his hair, pulling out a few strands. He is losing control. He hadn't been taking his medication or getting enough sleep. That and the fact that he spent a few nights drinking alcohol which is really bad for him and effects him a lot. When Lee is offered beer at the bar he can't help himself. He loves beer. He loves free beer the best. Sipping on a Molson Canadian pint with some friends from high school while catching up is the greatest thing in the world and he enjoys every minute of it. But the fact that Lee doesn't remember what the hell happened that night shows that he shouldn't drink alcohol at all.


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As he sat in the waiting room of the Ottawa General Hospital, running his hands through his hair and trying to concentrate on the music he was listening to. It just went in one ear and out the other. He is quickly losing his mind. He doesn't know what to do. He can't trust himself and he can't trust others. He just wishes he was dead right now. Dead. Six feet under. Gone with the wind.

He sits anxiously on the chair beside his mom. Yes, his mom has brought him to the hospital to get better because no one else will. What did he do that landed him in the hospital? Well he doesn't want to say. He will have to though when he sees the doctor later in the night.


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The stairs creeked as he walked up them. He was under command of the voice in his head and he had no control over his actions. It was just the voice leading the charge. He walks up the stairs to the kitchen. It is late and the house is dark. He slowly creeps over to the side of the kitchen, right before the dininig room table.

There is the steak knives in the corner. He fells around in the darkness. He feels around and finds the knives. He grabs the biggest knife that he can find. The only sounds he can hear are his step dad snoring and his cat Finnigan eating cat chow from his dish.

He walks slowly out of the kitchen and into the family room. This is where there is a black leather lazy boy and a black leather couch. There is a fairly large flat screen television as well. Lee isn't sure the size of it. He has the knife in hand and slowly creeps up the stairs. The floor creeks. The voice says in its commanding voice "You're going to go into your mom's room and stab her in the throat. Go do that now!"

Lee didn't like what he hears in his head but he still has to follow it's instructions. He knows if he doesn't follow it's instructions he's going to hear the voice tell him to turn the knife on himself. As he approaches the room, the light goes on in it. Lee freezes in place.

The voice shouts out in his head "CONTINUE!" Lee tries to ignore it but he can't help himself. He walks down towards the door. He hears the voice speak again in his head. "Raise the knife!" He does what it says, raising the knife in the air. The door opens and a limb comes into view. It's his mom's leg in her pajamas. As Lee braces himself.

He watches as his mom walks through the door way. He starts to get goosebumps. His eyes lock with his mom's. There is just enough light for her to see him and the knife. She looks at the knife and lets out a blood curdling scream!

To be continued.