What is wrong with him? Why would he attack me like that?
He thinks I was trying to escape this madness, whereas in reality, I was observing the suspicious locks attached to the door.
Brahms is so manipulative and controlling. Does he not understand that you can't captivate somebody against their own will?
I sat scrunched up into a ball on my large bed, whimpering and fearing what Brahms could do to me next.
Not long after, I could hear a creak coming from the direction of my closet. I wandered over to it and saw the door slowly opening.
Two deteriorated hands reached out, holding a tray consisting of: Three biscuits, a glass of water, and a stack of classical books.
I took the tray from the hands, and quickly sat back on my bed, not wanting to even look or speak to Brahms.
I could hear him wandering off into the distance in the walls, presumably going to spy on me in one of his secret places.
I began to read one of the books which he had selected. I opened the front cover and saw a note attached. It read:
To Greta,
I'm sorry if I scared or hurt you. That's the last thing I would do to you. I thought you would leave me like the others. Please forgive me and let us start a new.
Love Brahms x
This note gave me confidence that Brahms really is sorry.
For the rest of the day, I read my book. Luckily enough, Brahms left me alone.
After everything that he's done, I hope I see him tomorrow, I thought to myself, as I switched the night lamp off and fell into a deep sleep.
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Brahms: Unmasked
FanfictionYou finally escape with an injured Malcolm, but you can't leave Brahms at the mansion alone, so you return, only to find out why he really hid in the walls for all of those years. This book is an aftermath/continued interpretation from the 2016 horr...