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This is artwork for encounter #12 of the encounter short stories for my series Blackhaven Institution which is written below. The day Blackhaven Institution a house for orphaned children and unwanted infants burned to the ground mysteriously one day, the souls of those trapped inside became corrupted by an evil that warped them into demons that dwell in an alternate Blackhaven Institution. There they await those who are dragged into this alternate world by an unknown evil. The encounter with this nightmare “Adriano The Dark Stalker" takes place in the "Orphan Wing" as follows:

Traces of moonlight peek through the blinds, cigar smoke billows through the moonlight as the notorious Dracove City crimelord known as 'Pointblank Hank' sits in silence puffing a cigar. His real name is Hank Barbato but he has been dubbed 'Pointblank Hank' because in his younger days he always shot his victims in pointblank range no matter who they were without hesitation or remorse. Hank sits alone in his dimly lit office room in his luxury chair, contemplating his life as he polishes his favorite pistol. Looking into the reflection in the metal of his gun noticing how much he has aged. For once he is considering passing on the torch on to someone else. To retire from running the most notorious mob in Dracove city and to move far away, far from the drama and danger of the this lifestyle. He can still remember the faces of most of victims haunted by images of men, woman, and even children...Hank wants to live out the rest of his days in peace as where he may go after will be devoid of it . For a moment Hank squints into the reflection as he notices something that should not be there. Another face is in the background, that of a young boy he does not recognize. Hank turns around swiftly to find nothing. Hank loads his gun, as you never know in this business when someone has it out for you, it could be your rivals or even your closest friends. Unsure of how the boy appeared in his office he gets up, finger on the trigger ready to squeeze at a moments notice. He is startled by his phone ringing and loses his balance. On the floor he feels as if his body is significantly weaker, he can hardly move feeling a sudden spell of exhaustion. Unable to resist much longer Hank find himself falling asleep, his hand grasping his gun tightly. Unbeknownst to him, his very being transitioning into the alternate Blackhaven Institution...

In transition Hank sees grainy colorless scenes pass through his mind. This scene showing a perspective from someone hiding, through their eyes a scene of men beating and stabbing another man to death in a dark alleyway. Nervous breathing of a young boy echoes as the vision shakes. Hank wakes up slouched on a wooden chair in a dimly lit room, coughing and gagging on stagnant air. Hank looks around the dank, filthy, and colorless room in confusion. Hank notices he has his gun still in hand, putting up his guard he can only assume he was drugged and kidnapped. The room seems to be empty with no one on guard, leaning his ear on the door leading out of the room hearing no signs of other people. He finds it strange that he was not tied up and the door in front of him unlocked. Slowly opening the door then rushing out he points his gun in all directions prepared to shoot to kill. He is surprised as nobody is guarding the door, standing in a large hallway pondering for a minute. Stepping back into the room and taking a second look something feels very familiar about this place yet at the same time something so wrong. Hank can't wrap his mind around it, moving around junk in the room he comes to a sudden realization when he spots a familiar looking toy underneath one of the beds. This is somehow the room he was kept in while he was an orphan at Blackhaven Institution a very long time ago. Hank knows for a fact the entire building was destroyed in a fire awhile after he had left.

Hank hears the faint indecipherable sound of a child's voice coming from half open door behind him. Hank cautiously steps out of the room to investigate, hearing the mumbling of a child getting closer. Soon Hank makes out a figure approaching him from down the hall. Hank pulls out his gun pointing it towards the figure at first, until he notices this figure appears to be a child. Revealing itself to be a normal looking young boy in raggity clothes. Hanks calls out to the boy stops in front of him. Looking up at Hank with soulless stare, the boy's mouth opens and closes without as much as a word or sound. Suddenly the boy starts to tremble as his skin starts to to turn gray and textured, phasing out between his normal self and something very strange looking. Back stepping from this Hank is disturbed by the transformation occurring in front of him. The boy's skin is now a pale grayish heavily textured stained tone, feet, hands and chest area appears to be charred and bloody with a crackling texture. Over the boy's head a pitch dark plastic-like mask only revealing a mouth with dark lips. A black bulbous handle of some sort protrudes out of the boy's chest area. The boy... rather now creature grabs the handle on its chest and begins to pull on it. Before the demon is able to pull it out Hank hesitates for a moment, one of the very few times he has ever hesitated in his life before firing two shots into the creature's chest, Hank's hand left shaking unlike it has ever before. The creature releases a warped howl and flips backwards, scurrying unbelievably swiftly into the distance vanishing around the corner, as Hank continues to shoot but misses.

Hank follows the trail of blood left by the creature. For once in his life Hank is truly nervous, never has he feared his fellow man yet something about this boy was far from human. Hank follows the trail leading into a spacious room, the trail of blood vanishing all together. Stepping inside Hank points his gun side to side but sees nothing. Nervously standing still, sweat drips down his head as the creature is nowhere in sight. Unknowing to Hank, above lurks above on the ceiling in complete stillness, ready to strike with a blade in hand. The creature has clots its own blood to stop its bleeding. The creature bleeds a few last drips of blood from one of it's bullet wounds. Hank feels a liquid drip onto his forehead from above. Before Hank is fast enough to react the demon releases it's left hand, spinning in midair dropping onto Hank's back. Hank fires his final rounds as the creature jabs it blade straight through his neck, blood shooting all around. Hanks body frantically convulsing as he tries to cover the severe wound with his hand before stumbling and collapsing to the ground. Hank bleeds out to death as the creature just continuously jabs at and ravages Hank's body. A few minutes pass, Hank's blood blankets the floor, bleeding from the numerous incisions in his body. The creature on all fours crawls over Hank's body, staring into Hank's dead eyes releasing an intense howl from its dark lips. Grabbing onto the legs of Hank, the demon begins to slowly drag his body out of the room, disappearing into the hallway. Hank's soul soon sinking into the depths of the Alternate Blackhaven Institution...

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Description

This is artwork for encounter #12 of the encounter short stories for my series Blackhaven Institution which is written below. The day Blackhaven Institution a house for orphaned children and unwanted infants burned to the ground mysteriously one day, the souls of those trapped inside became corrupted by an evil that warped them into demons that dwell in an alternate Blackhaven Institution. There they await those who are dragged into this alternate world by an unknown evil. The encounter with this nightmare “Adriano The Dark Stalker" takes place in the "Orphan Wing" as follows:

Traces of moonlight peek through the blinds, cigar smoke billows through the moonlight as the notorious Dracove City crimelord known as 'Pointblank Hank' sits in silence puffing a cigar. His real name is Hank Barbato but he has been dubbed 'Pointblank Hank' because in his younger days he always shot his victims in pointblank range no matter who they were without hesitation or remorse. Hank sits alone in his dimly lit office room in his luxury chair, contemplating his life as he polishes his favorite pistol. Looking into the reflection in the metal of his gun noticing how much he has aged. For once he is considering passing on the torch on to someone else. To retire from running the most notorious mob in Dracove city and to move far away, far from the drama and danger of the this lifestyle. He can still remember the faces of most of victims haunted by images of men, woman, and even children...Hank wants to live out the rest of his days in peace as where he may go after will be devoid of it . For a moment Hank squints into the reflection as he notices something that should not be there. Another face is in the background, that of a young boy he does not recognize. Hank turns around swiftly to find nothing. Hank loads his gun, as you never know in this business when someone has it out for you, it could be your rivals or even your closest friends. Unsure of how the boy appeared in his office he gets up, finger on the trigger ready to squeeze at a moments notice. He is startled by his phone ringing and loses his balance. On the floor he feels as if his body is significantly weaker, he can hardly move feeling a sudden spell of exhaustion. Unable to resist much longer Hank find himself falling asleep, his hand grasping his gun tightly. Unbeknownst to him, his very being transitioning into the alternate Blackhaven Institution...

In transition Hank sees grainy colorless scenes pass through his mind. This scene showing a perspective from someone hiding, through their eyes a scene of men beating and stabbing another man to death in a dark alleyway. Nervous breathing of a young boy echoes as the vision shakes. Hank wakes up slouched on a wooden chair in a dimly lit room, coughing and gagging on stagnant air. Hank looks around the dank, filthy, and colorless room in confusion. Hank notices he has his gun still in hand, putting up his guard he can only assume he was drugged and kidnapped. The room seems to be empty with no one on guard, leaning his ear on the door leading out of the room hearing no signs of other people. He finds it strange that he was not tied up and the door in front of him unlocked. Slowly opening the door then rushing out he points his gun in all directions prepared to shoot to kill. He is surprised as nobody is guarding the door, standing in a large hallway pondering for a minute. Stepping back into the room and taking a second look something feels very familiar about this place yet at the same time something so wrong. Hank can't wrap his mind around it, moving around junk in the room he comes to a sudden realization when he spots a familiar looking toy underneath one of the beds. This is somehow the room he was kept in while he was an orphan at Blackhaven Institution a very long time ago. Hank knows for a fact the entire building was destroyed in a fire awhile after he had left.

Hank hears the faint indecipherable sound of a child's voice coming from half open door behind him. Hank cautiously steps out of the room to investigate, hearing the mumbling of a child getting closer. Soon Hank makes out a figure approaching him from down the hall. Hank pulls out his gun pointing it towards the figure at first, until he notices this figure appears to be a child. Revealing itself to be a normal looking young boy in raggity clothes. Hanks calls out to the boy stops in front of him. Looking up at Hank with soulless stare, the boy's mouth opens and closes without as much as a word or sound. Suddenly the boy starts to tremble as his skin starts to to turn gray and textured, phasing out between his normal self and something very strange looking. Back stepping from this Hank is disturbed by the transformation occurring in front of him. The boy's skin is now a pale grayish heavily textured stained tone, feet, hands and chest area appears to be charred and bloody with a crackling texture. Over the boy's head a pitch dark plastic-like mask only revealing a mouth with dark lips. A black bulbous handle of some sort protrudes out of the boy's chest area. The boy... rather now creature grabs the handle on its chest and begins to pull on it. Before the demon is able to pull it out Hank hesitates for a moment, one of the very few times he has ever hesitated in his life before firing two shots into the creature's chest, Hank's hand left shaking unlike it has ever before. The creature releases a warped howl and flips backwards, scurrying unbelievably swiftly into the distance vanishing around the corner, as Hank continues to shoot but misses.

Hank follows the trail of blood left by the creature. For once in his life Hank is truly nervous, never has he feared his fellow man yet something about this boy was far from human. Hank follows the trail leading into a spacious room, the trail of blood vanishing all together. Stepping inside Hank points his gun side to side but sees nothing. Nervously standing still, sweat drips down his head as the creature is nowhere in sight. Unknowing to Hank, above lurks above on the ceiling in complete stillness, ready to strike with a blade in hand. The creature has clots its own blood to stop its bleeding. The creature bleeds a few last drips of blood from one of it's bullet wounds. Hank feels a liquid drip onto his forehead from above. Before Hank is fast enough to react the demon releases it's left hand, spinning in midair dropping onto Hank's back. Hank fires his final rounds as the creature jabs it blade straight through his neck, blood shooting all around. Hanks body frantically convulsing as he tries to cover the severe wound with his hand before stumbling and collapsing to the ground. Hank bleeds out to death as the creature just continuously jabs at and ravages Hank's body. A few minutes pass, Hank's blood blankets the floor, bleeding from the numerous incisions in his body. The creature on all fours crawls over Hank's body, staring into Hank's dead eyes releasing an intense howl from its dark lips. Grabbing onto the legs of Hank, the demon begins to slowly drag his body out of the room, disappearing into the hallway. Hank's soul soon sinking into the depths of the Alternate Blackhaven Institution...

Find all the Blackhaven Encounter artwork/stories here from the first at: pyramiddhead.deviantart.com/ga…

Find Blackhaven Demon Profiles at: pyramiddhead.deviantart.com/ga…

Find prints and originals for sale at theartofpyramiddhead.com/

Join my email list for important updates at theartofpyramiddhead.com/subsc…

support and learn about my current projects at ratafire.com/pyramiddhead
Find me on Facebook at www.facebook.com/PyramiddheadA…
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