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The Dolls of New Albion
Chapter 11 threads of fate

Chapter 11 threads of fate

Edgar pushed the door to the office away, almost closing it, but Jasper could still see what was going on. Edgar smiled at Fay, “Why are you looking this shocked? I found a drive, I found the notes, I can bring back the dead, and then you will come back to me!”

Fay looked at the trunk, the trunk from the attic, she knew about the notes that were in there. If she had known he would spiral this far out of control, she would have sacrificed her happiness. For now, all she can do now is assess the damage and try to repair things. “Edgar, those dolls, those notes, this is wrong in every way. You cannot do this, my dad was not happy as a mechanical doll.”

Edgar grunted, “Look, I have perfected the experiment, I can even resurrect human sized dolls, I know you went on a date with Silof. The carriage man, seriously? Please, Fay, come back to me, I need you in my life.”

“If I come back, will you burn those notes, and stop this? If you promise to do that, I will come back.”

“Fay, I want you to come back, but, think about it, I can bring back Jasper, your dad.”

Jasper grumbled with mechanical wheels, he is lying his arse off, he started playing country music.

Fay heard the music and looked at the office, “No, Edgar, Tell me you didn’t already resurrect someone. Annabel and Jacob were very clear about letting the dead rest, did you not hear them?”

Edgar grumbled and closed the door before she could see who he had resurrected, “I have heard them, but they left us.”

Fay grunted, “They left us? Your mom died in a lab explosion, we both were sad that day, your dad died from grief. When you lost your parents, I lost the people who raised me. It seems they failed at raising you.”

“Why did you even come back?”

“I wanted to end this amicably and gather some of my things, if you want to know, I just talked on my date. I love you, Edgar, I know you love me too. Please destroy that doll in your office and burn the notes.”

“Fay, don’t you want to see your parents again, the people who raised you?”

“No, if I did, I would have given you the notes.”

Edgar looked at the notes, then it dawned upon him, “You knew, all this time, you knew my mom could raise the dead, we could have brought them back after they died. Why did you never tell me?”

Fay pointed at the workbench, “I think that says enough, you cannot be trusted with this information. What is your plan?”

“I am going to bring back the people you care about, and I figured out what I want to do.”

Fay fiddled with her fingers, scared to ask, “Where did your drive lead you?”

“I am going to show this invention New Albion, brings back everyone’s deceased loved ones, no one has to be sad anymore. I envision stores opening up, factories to make more dolls for me. It all starts with a demonstration tomorrow on the street.”

Fay shed a tear and shook her head, “Don’t do this Edgar, I beg of you, this is only going to drive me further away.”

Edgar leaned forward, “Why don’t you gather your things, you wanted to leave so badly. I know you will come back to me once I have brought back your dad, once I am the greatest deal in New Albion. When my mom and Jasper are back.”

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Fay ignored him and grabbed a bag, she started putting her items in it, “Good luck with resurrecting the dead when you run out of your potions.”

Edgar looked at his potions, “I think I know to recreate them, Why do I have the feeling you know where the recipe is?”

Fay completely ignored him and went into her garden to gather some of her plants, ingredients, and potions. She found a sharp knife, she hid it in the sleeve of her dress. As she walked back to the makeshift lab, she looked at him, “I am begging you to stop.”

Edgar glanced at her, “I don’t understand it, you wanted me to find a drive, to find what I am good at. This is my drive, now I have it, you want me to unfind it?”

“Edgar, that is not even a word.”

“Stop acting like a child and speak your mind.”

“I think you are going off the deep end, all I wanted was for you to realize how perilous our marriage was going to be. This is not what I want.”

Edgar sighed and looked at the dolls he was working on, “I am going to destroy Silof.”

Fay gasped, “Destroy?” She let the knife slide out of her sleeve and charged at Edgar, she tried to stab him through his heart, he reacted fast enough, but he could not stop the knife going through his shoulder. He screamed in pain as blood splattered around. He pushed her back and the bloody knife clattered to the floor, “Did you actually try to fucking murder me?”

Fay spat on the floor, “At least I tried something to save New Albion, when everything goes to hell, you only have to yourself to blame.”

Edgar panted in pain, “You almost sound like that hallucination.”

“What are you talking about?”

“This woman in a top hat, she tried telling me to not raise the dead, you are doing the same, that doll I resurrected is doing exactly the same.”

Fay shed a tear, “You are a smart man but right now, you are acting very stupid. Whatever is going on, if everyone is asking you to not do this, then why are you doing it?”

“Because I will get you back, and when you see how Silof’s business crashes, and I will be filthy rich, you will see that I can be someone you never thought I would be. A man with a drive, a man with a plan.”

Fay grabbed her bag, “I am leaving, and hopefully, I am never coming back.” She opened the door and glanced over her shoulder, “I am sorry that we lost the Edgar I once loved. The kind man whose biggest problem was not having a drive. If I knew it would turn you evil, I would have been content.” She left before he could reply.

Edgar grunted and started patching up his wound, “You will see, Fay, when you want to speak to your dear dad, you must come back before you can see him, or Annabel.”

He walked into the office, “Stop playing that fucking song already, she left.”

Jasper looked at Edgar patching up his wound. Did Fay actually try to kill him? To save New Albion, if only I had a real body, I would have helped her to take down this evil bastard. If he has his way, he will force Fay to be with him. He is going to bring back Annabel too? If only I could warn them. If I could, I would self-destruct.

Edgar came closer to Jasper, “Yes, that is right, your daughter tried to stab me, but I still love her, I am going to have her. And she will be with me once I get my way with New Albion. I don’t care how miserable you are, how miserable the others will be. All I care about is power, money, fame. That is how I get Fay back. My mother gave me the tools, and I will use them.”

Jasper gave him two thumbs down, she did not give you anything, she tried to stop anyone else from doing what she did. She helped New Albion grow and prosper after realizing her mistake. And what are you doing Edgar? You are making her misguided intentions into something it should not be. Resurrecting the dead for money, to force my daughter to be with you.

Edgar slammed the table, “I can’t understand you if you only think, if you want to say something, say it to my face. Oh, that is right, you can’t talk. You cannot stop me, no one can, I am in the power to bring the greatest invention to New Albion. And you, you are going to stay here until I tell you otherwise.”

Edgar made his way back to the lab, “I should work on replicating these potions, I have enough batteries for now. After finishing these three live sized dolls, I will set up a presentation on the street in the morning. I am sure people will love this. My father was wrong, nothing can go wrong when I bring back the dead.”

He reread the notes, his mom had mentioned multiple times that her experiment should never be recreated. That bringing back the dead is wrong. He grunted, “She told Fay, about everything, the notes, bringing back the dead, that recipe. Why didn’t she trust me? We could have triumphed together. I will take here see, but she did trust the woman I love?”

Jasper let out a deep mechanical sigh, does he not hear himself talk? He is going to bring ruin to us all. I guess, whether I want it or not, I’ll have the best seat to see New Albion fall.

“Well audience, here we have it, the reason Annabel should have burned her notes and not hidden them, where are his actions going to lead us? Unfortunately, there is only one way to find out.”