Suspension of time seems to have halted. There was a flash of fluorescent lights in all around. It was unbearably cold, sterile. Screaming and commotion seemed to ensue. There was something bracing me, catching me. The screaming continued.
"Hold her legs, get her legs!" Someone ordered.
"NOOOO! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!!" I felt myself kick as I kept screaming.
"Got her, get the needle ready"
"FUCK YOU!" I spat, literally spat.
"Do it, Michelle."
"On it."
"Okay Sarah, I got you. You can relax now it's just going to get you to relax."
As much as I kicked and screamed, I couldn't get a grip on them as they had me. I felt the warm liquid shoot into my veins , coursing through me I tried to fight, it but it was no use. I was subdued feeling lethargic, but not sleepy.
"Michelle, wheel her out to Dr. Perkins office please. She'll want to speak to her."
"On it."
I saw nothing but white walls, white lights, and people in white gowns or coats. What the fuck is this place? Where the fuck was Alana? I was just talking to her about her dreams about me. I wasn't done with my session with her.
"Where's Alana?" I said out loud to this lady wheeling me to who ever this Dr. Perkins was.
"Alana who Sarah?"
"Why the fuck are you calling me Sarah, name is Tyler. Dr. Jordan to you."
"You have had quite an episode today dear, but no matter Dr. Perkins will make you all better."
"What the fuck are you talking about? And where the fuck am I? This doesn't look like Oakley Pines."
"No dear, this is Willowbrooke State Hospital. Come on we're almost there."
What the fuck, how did I, I guess it didn't matter because this Dr. Perkins would have some idea how the fuck I ended up here and why everyone keeps calling me Sarah.
Michelle taps on the big oak door, which that sound gave a huge echo in the empty hollow hallway. I try to gain my surroundings, but I literally recognized nothing at all. I didn't recognize the staff and the staff certainly didn't recognize me for me as an equal. They kept giving me pitying faces that look like they were melting on to the floor.
"Come in."
As the door opened I was greeted by some one that I thought was fired from Oakley.
"Trunc- I mean Barbara?" Seems I've been ignored again as Michelle..I'm guessing decided to speak over me.
"Dr. Perkins, Sarah had another major episode and Mr. Volley wanted me to take her to see you."
"Thank you Michelle, I'll buzz you in a while to come get her."
"Come get me? What the fuck are you even doing back here, you were fired. And why the fuck does everyone keep calling me Sarah." I wanted to yell louder, but the liquid of what ever the fuck they injected to me was full running it's course into my veins, so my words came out more meekly than I wanted.
"Sarah, you are a patient here, you have been here for the last six years. I'm surprised you got my name right this time."
"No that...that can't be right. My name is Tyler, Tyler Michelle Jordan, I got my Masters as NYU, I was a therapist at Oakley Pines and I was just in session with Alana Bailey James."

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Within An Impasse
General FictionAlana is one who would not only be defined as crazy by other people she would tell you herself that she is a self-proclaimed site of crazy. But she doesn't care in the least. However this time her antics get to be too much she sentenced to be instit...