Getting to Blackthorne’s office had proven easier than expected.  The asylum was empty.  There wasn’t a soul to be found.  Still, Bartleby ducked behind every corner, peeked out before he entered any hallway.  As he neared Blackthorne’s office, he could hear screaming from outside.  He turned to look out of a nearby window.

Someone had opened the front doors of the asylum, letting all of the inmates out.  They were running wild in the tall grass outside.  They wouldn’t make it far.  The ScareCrows leapt from their perches along the outer asylum walls and bore down on the escapees, quickly subduing them.  It was mass pandemonium outside as the inmates screeched in terror, desperately trying to get past the Scarecrows.  You don’t get past the Scarecrows. Read the rest of this entry »

Without thinking, Bartleby jumped forward, knocking Cassius Carnage off of his feet.  Carnage was a sorcerer, born with a powerful supernaturability, and giving him any amount of time to think would be a mistake.

They rolled to the ground, and Bartleby punched Carnage across his face, feeling the sting of his hot skin across his knuckles.  Carnage kicked himself free and Bartleby tucked his hand beneath him, swerving his legs across the ground and kicking his opponent across the jaw.  Carnage reeled back, far out of reach.  Too far.

Bartleby tried to jump forward, but he had hesitated a moment too long.  Carnage lifted a hand in the air, and Bartleby stopped, hovering just above the ground, immobile. Read the rest of this entry »

“Bartleby!” a man called out from a nearby cell.  “Bartleby!”

Bartleby swung around, the door behind him pounding loudly as the creatures on the other side tried to barge their way in.  Bartleby looked down the hallway, trying to find the source of the voice.  A hand jutted out from behind the bars of a nearby cell.

“Over here!  I’m over here!”  Bartleby recognized the nasally resonance of the man and, even before he saw Thomas Blackthorne, knew who it was.  Blackthorne looked tired, his eyes bloodshot, wearing the garb of an inmate that looked dirty.  He wasn’t wearing his glasses, and the jumpsuit was too large for him, the sleeves extending past his hands and hanging down carelessly. Read the rest of this entry »

Bartleby was strapped to a table, being rolled down a long, dark hallway.  There were no lights in the tunnel, save for one at each end of it.   From the dim light available, he could see a decayed, mindless zombie pushing the table, and body bags lined up along one of the walls.  He realized where he now was.  The stench should have given it away sooner.  He was being taken down the body chute – the tunnel where those who died in the asylum were carted down to be taken to the incinerator.  This did not bode well.

He struggled against his restraints to no avail.  And then he felt it – heat.  He turned his head around and realized he was now in the incinerator room.  In the far corner of the room, the incinerator roared, like a giant metal beast, its open mouth ready for fresh corpses.  The white tiles along the walls had long since cracked, most shattered and lying in dusty piles on the floor. Read the rest of this entry »

What’s happened so far?

Trapped between our world and the OtherWorld, Bartleby is trapped in Blackthorn Asylum, with the worst, most insane OtherWorld criminals.  Not only that, he doesn’t remember how he got there, or who put him there, though he’s having flashbacks of the head of the asylum bringing him in to investigate a prison break.

After a failed attempt to escape, aided by a man with no eyes, Bartleby has been knocked unconscious by the Asylum orderlies…

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Catch up on SUPERNATURAL STRAIGHTJACKET …

Intro

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

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Catch up on SUPERNATURAL STRAIGHTJACKET …

Intro

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Read part five after the jump!

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SUPERNATURAL STRAIGHTJACKET (click here to start reading from the beginning) is here again, and things aren’t looking too good for Bartleby, our favorite supernatural detective.  After waking up in a hospital where he’s badly injured, bleeding, and flashing between visions of the Otherworld and those of our mortal world, the orderlies want nothing to do with him, and keep calling him a murderer.  Who did he kill though?  What’s going on?

Well, apparently, Bartleby ventured to Blackthorn Asylum, where we’re introduced to the Silent Men, ScareCrows and, most importantly, Thomas Blackthorne, who has told Bartleby that a mysterious sorcerer has escaped from the asylum…with no clue as to how.  But now?  Well, now he’s being dragged by a hospital orderly to a conversation with a mysterious doctor, and things start to get curiouser and curiouser….

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Here we are with part three of SUPERNATURAL STRAIGHTJACKET (click here to start reading from the beginning)!  In part one, we saw that, currently, Bartleby is in dire straights.   He’s badly injured, bleeding, and flashing between visions of the Otherworld, a place where nightmares roam the streets and the sun never rises, and those of our mortal world, where he’s in a hospital where the orderlies want nothing to do with him, and keep calling him a murderer.  Who did he kill though?  What’s going on?

In part two, we flashed back to see Bartleby enter the realm of Blackthorn Asylum, where we’re introduced to the Silent Men, ScareCrows and, most importantly, Thomas Blackthorne, who has told Bartleby that a mysterious sorcerer has escaped from the asylum…with no clue as to how.

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In Part One, we met Bartleby Anduszky, a detective who operated out of two worlds – our world of rainbows and puppy dogs, and another, the OtherWorld, a much darker place where nightmares roam the streets and the sun never rises.

Of course, he wasn’t in the greatest of shape.  He was badly injured, bleeding out, and flashing between visions of horrible creatures with razor sharp teeth, and a hospital where the orderlies want nothing to do with him, and keep calling him a murderer.  Who did he kill though?  What’s going on?

Answers await in Chapter Two, after the jump! Read the rest of this entry »