Misunderstood Control

What's true?

Walking through the doorway, loralie decided to escape with Theodore, and then confront Melanie. Dr. Senka closed the door behind them, fixing her glasses. “as you can see, we’ve decided to advance the hospital. See, it looks perfectly fine on this floor, but once you take the stairs we have the same old translucent hope.” She said, pointing to the stairs in the back of the room with a smile on her face. She felt uneasy, not sure as to what kind of security they had to protect their secret. “this all feels weird Dr. Senka, how did you guys build this whole place in only two years?” she asked. Surly this wasn’t planned. “ah but it wasn’t two years my dear.” Dr. Senka led her to the stairs. Looking around the room as they walked, loralie didn’t see any form of security or cameras. “this was simply all planned from the beginning. We got bored of the old hospital, and besides it wasn’t in good shape. So we decided to build a new hospital for you weaklings and pretend there was deadly gas.” She explained to loralie calmly. Why would they pretend about that? Couldn’t they just tell everyone they were moving? “come now loralie, you’re still a patient here.” Dr. Senka pushed through the doors only to see the same place as before, cold and white. “where is Theodore?” loralie asked. The doctor took a deep breath and slowly walked to a room, holding loralie’s arm as she did. “Theo is fine, come now let’s get you cleaned up.” Loralie tugged at her arm in protest. “no! I want to see Theodore first! Take me to Theo right now.” She yelled. Dr. Senka slapped her hand on loralie’s mouth. “shut up and follow me.” Her expression was dark and threatening as she shoved loralie to the center of the room, slamming there door behind her. “you need to learn some control loralie or else you’re not going to be seeing Theodore any time soon.” Dr. Senka glared at the woman struggling on the floor. She grabbed a needle and shoved loralie against the back corner. Ushering her to stay still, she shoved the needle into her. Her blood ran cold, as loralie’s vision faded to black once more.