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Dark Minds – Chapter 3

Laurent3As promised, here it is. The third chapter posted here (be sure to catch chapter 4 on SLGoth of “Dark Minds” in January) since there won’t be a dark minds post on the blog until February. Enjoy the read

 

Chapter III – Laurent

Laurent Toguo was a wanted child, his parents a loving middle class couple from South-West Cameroon who just wanted to start a family and saw the pregnancy as a reassurance of the love they professed each other; it wasn’t until the day Laurent was born when that idyllic bliss was tested and they realised he was an albino.

In any other part of the world this would not have been a problem, as Laurent was beyond a doubt a truly beautiful child but for the very first months, his mother could not even lay eyes on him without bursting into tears, let alone attempt to breastfeed him.

As a result of the cultural superstition and widespread prejudice surrounding albinos, Laurent was home-schooled most of his childhood, seldom allowed to go outside or play unsupervised; this may seem as an extreme measure, but albinos were often found by the police mutilated as their body-parts were believed to possess magical properties.

It may have been a collection of her fears and cultural phobias, but Laurent’s mother always felt uneasy around him, his pristine white hair, deep blue eyes almost unnatural, specially for an African albino and his quiet pensive nature had her always acting defensive around him.

Her fears were mostly unfounded, as Laurent was too busy examining the world in utter fascination from his living room window, watching birds fly by, often pondering on the weight of life and death, especially how restrictive one single lifetime or the walls that always surrounded him felt like a prison, one he wanted to escape badly.

Laurent started experimenting with life and death at the very early age of seven, shielded by the privacy of his backyard, he curiously mutilated rodents and other stray animals, watching in fascination as life trickled out of their bodies in a struggle that often seemed to be tied to their blood.

He developed perfection as he got older, keeping a log of times,  species and methods where he had witnessed a faster or slower death, all neatly recorded in somewhat scientific accuracy; none of these experiments ever shared with anyone, as Laurent had grown to dislike the company of other people.

One Christmas morning at the age of 12, and mostly fuelled by a fear on his life, the family decided to pack their bags and leave to Paris, searching for a better future; living in fear and hiding  him as their son got older was increasingly difficult and some close relatives had stressed the importance of Laurent being monitored and examined by a doctor, mostly due to his condition as an albino.

What may seem as a happy ending, was only the beginning of the ordeals for him, truly Paris changed their lives for the better, his parents starting a somewhat successful grocery shop, but Laurent no longer had his protective privacy or solace and public school was painful and intrusive.

He somewhat managed to cope with it all and as children do, adapted to his new surroundings or so it seemed, his childhood experiments nestled in the back of his head, waiting for the perfect moment to come out and be useful.

When he turned eighteen and right before going to medical school on a scholarship, He was diagnosed with skin cancer but he refused to let Death Visitthis, of all things be the one thing to stop him or end it; apart from chemo, Laurent looked for quicker more effective methods, some of them not found on traditional medicine.

One night, shivering in pain and possibly out of sheer desperation he knelt down and prayed, not to any particular God but some deity or “demon” as Christians had named some of the less friendly Gods:

“Make it stop, make me immortal, end this much pain, I’ll do anything”

he muttered again and again. One New moon night in April, death came to him and answered his prayer.

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