An upward view of the lighthouse with trees framing it

A young man (we’ll call him Jacob) is walking down the sidewalk of the city that he lives in. As he passes by people be smiles to them. If he bumps into someone he apologizes and continues on his walk.

He continues down the street smiling happily for smiling sake.

Suddenly he’s yanked into an alley way and thrown against a wall then over a trash can and onto the wet ground. The sense of joy and glee is gone. He is in complete panic mode and rightfully so. He looks up as he lays on his back and a hooded man is leaning over him with a knife in hand. In a deep scratchy voice he demands his victims money.

Jacob makes a move as if he’s going for his wallet then thrashes trying to escape. The monster standing over him stumbles, but then slashes a deep wound into Jacobs’ arm.

He yells in pain. The hooded man not wanting to be spotted punches Jacob in the head knocking him out.

After a little while Jacob wakes up. His arm is throbbing in pain the wound clotting, but sill bleeding. He knows that he must get to a hospital fast, or he might loose too much blood. Or possibly the arm.

Jacob makes it to the hospital. He is admitted to the ER and is assistant very quickly. As the doctor approaches, he tells Jacob that he’s going to be put to sleep so they can stitch up the wound. Jacob is hesitant and almost squirms his way right off the bed when the needle appears.

It’s not the needle he fears. It’s the idea of being knocked out again. Of loosing; of not being able to protect himself.

Again, later he wakes up, but this time in the hospital bed. His arm is bandaged up so he can’t even see the wound or stitches.

Jacob leaves the hospital and goes home.  At home he closes all his windows and doors, caging himself in.  Inside he is feeling scared and fearful. Although Jacob doesn’t know what it is he can feel that something other then his money was stolen.  Something in him is changing.

As time passes the wound heals, but his heart doesn’t.  Jacob is cold to people. He trusts no-one, and when he’s confronted he sometimes even resorts to violence.

Jacob begins to dress different as well.  Instead of the nice colorful clothes that he used to wear.  Now he begins to wear hoodies and dark colored clothes.  The wound on his arm although once healed is beginning to show in a gruesome manor.  The veins that surround the wound turn a dark purplish black that continues up his arm and towards his heart.

This change in Jacob continues until he is almost identical to the man that mugged him all those years ago.

Then one day when Jacob is out driving his car he spots the man that had attacked him so many years ago.  He looked different, but a rage began to rise in Jacob. As the man gets in his car and begins to pull away Jacob steps on the gas in order to pursue him.

The man in the car feels that he’s being pursued and begins to drive faster and drives out of town, out towards the cliffs edge.  Jacob bumps the mans car and it spins and slams into the guardrail.  The man, confused and dazed climbs out of his car and starts to run.  Jacob completely filled with anger stops his car in front of the running man and jumps out at the man to stop him.  As he runs into Jacob he falls back and pulling on Jacobs sleeve ripping it off and falls over the railing.  Jacob steps closer to the edge and can hear that the man is holding onto something and not falling.

Jacob peers over the edge to see the man hanging onto a root that is coming out of the ground.

“Help!” the man cries.  “Please! Help me!”

Jacob, continues to look down at the man, then with a sneer on his face he turns around to go back to his car.  As he looks at his car he sees his reflection in the window.  His arm that had the sleeve ripped off was the arm that had grown to a disfigured ghost of an arm.  His arm began to throb and the rage that had caused the man to fall over the edge began to subside. He began to feel sympathy for the man.

Jacob began to move toward the cliff as he saw the man hanging.  He looked into his eyes that were filled with fear and were begging Jacob to help him.

With his injured hand Jacob reached down and grabbed the man and helped pull him up.

As he flopped onto the safe side of the guardrail, the man sighed a heavy sigh of relief.

Jacob looked at his arm and the lines that had mutated on his arm had begun to subside.  He stood up and helped the man get up.

Then it all ends with a good ending

This weeks Drawer Geeklie is a character design for the main character of pete’s story… Keeping in mind the time period