[ WP ] Make me terrified of an inanimate object

I awaken in a daze. I observe my surroundings. A dull, depressing cabin. Everything seems grey. My hands are tingling, and too my surprise, they are bound. Tied to a chair, what a cliché. 
 
 I guess this was my doing. Reports say that he's'dangerous', but I know him, he is n't. To me at least. 
 
 `` Sorry I put ya in ropes,'' a voice echoes from another room, `` I know you ai n't afraid of me, but I ai n't normal no more.'' 
 
 `` Why's that Barry?'' I answered. 
 
 `` I hurt someone, I done bad. I thinks I'm in trouble this time.'' 
 
 `` I told you, it's only supposed to be animals, Barry.'' 
 
 `` I know it Daryl, but I just could n't help myself, it was easy.'' 
 
 `` Barry, why am I tied up?'' 
 
 `` I do n't want ya turnin' me in, I was playin' is all'' 
 
 `` Reports say you took a woman's eye, this does n't sound like playing. I am very disap-'' 
 
 `` Do n't say that! I hate when you are disappointed in me! I ai n't hearin' none of it!'' 
 
 `` Alright Barry, I wo n't say it, but you know I am.'' 
 
 Silence met with a quiet, `` I know it Daryl, but her eyes were so... pretty. I just took one.'' 
 
 `` I know Barry, and I will take some my blame as well. As a brother though, I'm going to do what's best for you. I'm turning you in.'' 
 
 More silence, as I expected. 
 
 `` Now come and untie my Barry, please.'' 
 
 A long pause, but he breaks it, `` Remember this place Daryl?'' 
 
 `` Of course I do, now untie me,'' I answer sternly. 
 
 `` When paw was mean, we came runnin' through the woods'till we found this place. It's old, but it's nice,'' Barry reveals himself, and he continues talking, but all I notice what was in his hand. A tarnished spoon, with smeared dried blood. How he held, pointing towards me, made me nervous. 
 
 `` Barry, come and untie me.'' 
 
 His country grown body thumped closer to me, `` You're eyes are my favorite brother.'' He came yet closer, but I ca n't take my eyes off of the spoon. No detail on it, just a plain, ugly spoon. 
 
 `` Barry, stop this instant and untie me!'' I exclaimed, but to no use. The spoon sternly, but slowly, pushed below my eyelid. The cool metallic was contrasted with the dried blood. The pressure built. As I went to scream out of fright, he clasped his hand over my mouth. 
 
 `` It will only take a second, just a quick scoop, brother. Ai n't no harm. You have two, and we always shared growing up.'' I could feel the spoon directly under my eye, and as he pulls up in a scooping motion, his voice goes calm. 
 
 `` Your eyes are just so pretty brother.''
