{"id":7097,"date":"2017-09-25T12:27:27","date_gmt":"2017-09-25T19:27:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.haunting.net\/?p=7097"},"modified":"2017-09-25T15:59:52","modified_gmt":"2017-09-25T22:59:52","slug":"heretic-cabin-part-1-patient-caretaker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.haunting.net\/heretic-cabin-part-1-patient-caretaker\/","title":{"rendered":"Heretic – The Cabin Part 1 – The Patient and The Caretaker"},"content":{"rendered":"

Below is a recollection, or walkthrough, of the pre-show for Heretic\u2019s The Cabin: Ruin. Every guest\u2019s pre-show is distinct and personal, so this interaction with the Patient should only be considered representative of one guest\u2019s experience. This is also different from the other pre-shows for other nights of The Cabin. To read a review of another night’s preshow, please check out our review here<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Lit by only the faint glow of the television, a patient lies in a hotel bed. White gauze obscures everything but his eyes and a small slit that I can only assume is his mouth. Sores and pustules populate his legs and arms\u2014ailments of a man in bed too long. I pull the trigger of the spray bottle, misting a strange liquid over his emaciated legs. \u201cNot too much!\u201d barks the Caretaker next to me. I reach my gloved hand down and rub in the liquid, feeling each sore like some mortar-blasted battlefield.<\/p>\n

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\"Heretic<\/p>\n

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\u201cHe may vomit on you. If he does; there\u2019s a bucket in the bathroom. Just clean it up\u2014and clean yourself up,\u201d the Caretaker instructs. I turn my head to her and nod.<\/p>\n

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\u201cDon\u2019t look at me!\u201d she screams. \u201cNever take your eyes off him! If he dies, you will suffer.\u201d<\/p>\n

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I picture myself trapped forever in a withered shell, gauze sticking to seeping, acrid wounds. Is this suffering? Or does she mean something worse? I don\u2019t have time to ponder the possibilities\u2014the Caretaker commands that it\u2019s time to feed him\u2014some bland watery mush. I cradle the back of his head, lifting it up, and letting a spoonful drip through the small opening in between the stark-white bandages. For the first time, he is able to look back directly into my eyes. What I see surprises me: where I expected weakness, there\u2019s rage. Where I expected pain, there\u2019s intensity. This is a caged beast, desperately clawing from the inside to get out.<\/p>\n

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I finish my job quickly and return to a chair to watch the Patient\u2014fearful of who, or what, I am really watching. The Caretaker approaches me, pulling me close, \u201cThere are some people who may try to kill him. If they make it into this room\u2014you need to be ready; you need to kill them first. Do it silently\u2014a knife, wire, your hands. But if that doesn\u2019t work, there\u2019s a gun in this room\u2014but only use that as a last resort. Do not let him die.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Next up is the injections. The Caretaker moves to the other side of the room\u2014searching in her bag for the needles. With her back to us, the Patient slowly twists his head to the side, looking deep into my eyes\u2014a silent plea for help or a promise of the pain to come? He turns it back to look back up at the ceiling as the Caretaker returns to our side of the bed.<\/p>\n

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\u201cI can\u2019t find the damn needles. They must be in the car. I\u2019ll be right back. Make sure the door is locked\u2014and don\u2019t take your eyes off him.\u201d<\/p>\n

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With those words, the door slams and I am left alone with the Patient.<\/p>\n

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The din of the television fills the room and I fear for what will happen next. The Patient was able to move his head; what about the rest of his body? Is his weakness only a fa\u00e7ade for the Caretaker? My eyes stay on him, waiting\u2026 waiting\u2026 waiting. Then it happens\u2014he chokes, gasping for air. I stand to help him but disembodied arms emerge from the darkness and wrap around my chest and neck. Gloved hands are now clawing at my skin and probing my mouth. The Patient continues to gag.<\/p>\n

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A gun is put to my temple. The hand is shaking violently\u2014pounding against the side of my head. He cocks it; his hand still shaking. Will I die here?<\/em>, I wonder. But then I hear the door unlock. It opens and the Caretaker enters, back with her needles. I\u2019m saved<\/em>, I think. But I\u2019m wrong. With a smile, she throws a plastic bag over my head and tightens it. The last words I hear are those of the Caretaker, spoken to the arms wrapped around me: \u201cWe\u2019ll take him; put him in the trunk\u2014but give me the pills. I want all of them.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\"Heretic<\/p>\n

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For more information on\u00a0Heretic<\/a>, please sign up for membership on their\u00a0website<\/a>\u00a0and follow their\u00a0Facebook<\/a>. Also check back tomorrow as Part 2 of The Cabin saga continues as we head to Big Bear and enter The Cabin. Will the Patient make an appearance? Only time will tell!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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