Capture by Demons
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Where am I, what is going on, I must have been dreaming or something? At this moment John had an epiphany. For Gods sake, my wife is creeping and crawling around like a demon has acquired entrance into her soul. She has managed to strip the walls of their yellow dresses. I never witness such abominable symptoms in all my practice as a physician. I need to find help for her immediately; S. Weir Mitchell may know what to do.
Ring, ring, ring. “Hello, S. Weir Mitchell I am in need of your assistance,” I spoke into the phone.
“Yes, John, I would be delighted to help you in any way possible,” replied S. Weir Mitchell.
“Well I have just discovered my wife in a fixated, unedifying, demon crazed spell,” I said.
Mr. Mitchell responded, “You must explain what is going on John.”
I replied, “I enter her dwelling to find her on her knees crawling and creeping about the edge of the room with her shoulder dragging alone the walls and she also tore most of the yellow wallpaper off the walls.
Before I fainted I heard her saying Ive got out at last and Ive pulled off most of the paper, so you cant put me back (The Yellow Wallpaper page 598). “What would you suggest I do?”
“I see, I see, well I have never heard of such symptoms in my career.” “John, I suggest that you take her to the Asylum of Maryland, there she can be treated and well monitored” Mr. Mitchell stated.
“Thank you, so much S. Weir Mitchell I truly appreciate your help, and I am most definitely going to take her, it was nice talking to you on such and unfortunately occasion, have a nice day, Goodbye.”
Now, I must figure out how to get her into the car.
“Jane, dear can you hear me we must take a ride” I said very loudly.
She allowed no noise to exit her mouth. Then, I thought for a minute, when the most brilliant plan came to me. I can tell her that the wallpaper is calling her name, and then she will not have a choice, but to want to leave this place.
“Hay Jane, do you hear that, the wallpaper is calling you” I said. We must leave in order to escape the gasp of the wallpaper.
Jane quickly got up and ran to the door.
“Hurry we have to get out of here” I demanded.
I open the door and Jane ran to the car. What is going on? The ground is rumbling, I can not believe my eyes. A circle of fire begins to from around Jane. No, Jane, I run fast as I can to save my wife, only to be meet by a terrifying sight. Jane completely emerged in fire. I begin to hear a voice, saying “she