and Evelyn Pyceis~
When the Pyceis twins were
born in the early 1880's bayou in early days of St. Petersburg, the pious
townsfolk of those parts reacted in what was a combination of both awe and
terror. Nobody has seen such an unholy effigy of the human form, and thus the
closeness of Erin and Evelyn were seen as that of the same nature of snake and
devil. With parents no different to this common theology, they were abandoned
in the swamps, just as many other deformed or other unwanted or impious children of the time...
The Pyceis twins were lucky
to survive. They would have died if not found by the wandering caravan of
Burnem and Slayley's Midway of the Macabre. To those that specialize in the
grotesque, Erin and Evelyn were viewed as the perfect specimens for the
Midway's Freak Show. So from then on the twins grew as idols of amusement as
ongoing passerbys gawked at for self-satisfaction and wonder. This led to each sibling holding a view that
would pull the two Siamese twins very far apart.
Evelyn hated the attention.
She wanted to run away to some fantasy land she had read about in a book. Erin,
on the other hand, thrived on the fascination of the crowd. Constant eyes on
him were the one kind of nourishment he could absorb that didn't also empower
Evelyn, whom he had both hated and loved for her talents. She was a pure circus
performer. Sword swallowing, fire breathing. What had made them the duo that
was the talk of the circus, however, was their ability to work as one being
despite being two different marvels. The right hand belonging to Erin and the
left with Evelyn had worked together to juggle balls and do many great things.
These had given Erin what he had wanted from his audience: recognition for his
talents. Though through each year of his life he knew he was but in the umbrage
of his sister.
Erin and Evelyn continued to
awe with this routine for years, the dilapidated caravan being their only
domicile, the shady Ring Master Randall Hellion being their only guardian, and
he was never seen outside of his shows anyway... Evelyn grew more and more
unwilling to perform with any enthusiasm in her craft as the years progressed,
for she had little pride in complacency, like so much trained animals. Erin,
ever hungry for the spotlight and growing in envy, had pushed Evelyn to
practice with him. He repeatedly chastised her in an abusive manner that nearly
drove her to madness.
There came an incident in
the summer of 1904. In the middle of the routine, Evelyn was to do her sword
swallowing gambit. As Erin eyed her with judgment, her hand had slipped and
pierced her throat, the sword escaping from the back of her neck. Immediately
her head fell limp. The crowd erupted in pandemonium and fled the circus. Erin
screamed. Erin screamed loudly, for he now had a pair of lungs all to himself.
It would seem that the weeks
following Erin fell into a decent into madness. He would speak to the head of
Evelyn as if she was there, apologizing to it and kissing it as if to heal the
wounds. The soft skin of her forehead upon his lips soon became red and sticky.
He blamed himself for being cruel to his sister, for he believed that her death
was no accident. He knew that Hellion would send him to the street once he
realized that he was nothing without Evelyn's talents, so he sought a new
partner. He refused to become separated from his sister until he finds one.
He had a problem. He didn't
just want a partner for his routine. He wanted another sibling whom he could
love and feel; someone just as close as Evelyn Pyceis. He sought out partners
in a most reprehensible fashion. During the nights he would find and take
street performers back to the caravan, where he would measure their torso,
head, and arm as they sleep in an induced coma from a potion secured by
Montague Druitt. He would see if they would meet a match with his body mass,
and if they didn't, he would dispose of them by piercing their neck in the same
way Evelyn had died, with the same sword used in her suicide. He had found a
few potential partners, but as they awoke and saw Erin with his blade and
sewing needles they recoiled in sudden terror, and would have to be forced into
In truth the only reason he
did things as he did was because he missed his sister and felt responsible for
her death. During the winter of 1906, he grew ill; the rotting corpse of Evelyn
circulating disease in his system. Hellion had forgotten all about him after
his fame abated. He died unnoticed and undisturbed. He could swear that the
last beat of his heart was meant for Evelyn, a message telling him that he will
never unite with his sister and must haunt the afterlife finding that perfect
partner. His corpse had been burned in the great fire that had consumed the
Midway. Like the others of Burnem and Slayley's, he leads his eternal final
performance in the Hellview Cemetery, waiting patiently for the right person to
walk by that he would snare...
Research provided by Malachi Corrao