One Flew INTO The Cuckoos Nest

Chapter Fourteen

My eyes open so rapidly I am shocked they don't pop out and hop around the room like rubber balls. Everything is disoriented. I swear I fell asleep in my bed today after swimming, but now I find myself bound to the ceiling. I glance frantically at my arms and realize I'm not exactly bound, but suspended with my back pressed tightly to the soft ceiling squares. Sweat drips from my forehead and I watch it slowly pooling on the floor of the dark room below me. What is going on? I feel like I'm in a very odd dream but I can't tell. I can't ever tell.

Suddenly the door creeps open and a sliver of ghostly hall light slices in a narrow triangle across the room. I see Ricky in his bunk and then... me in my own? I don't have time to question this though because after a moment of silence the door swings open silently and I watch in curious concern as Jenny slips into the room.

"Where are they Ethan?" she whispers.

"Where are what?" I ask. At least I think I ask but the words never escape my lips. Instead they echo through my skull like a thought never fully developed.

Jenny sneaks over to my dresser and opens the drawers, rooting through my things anxiously. My eyebrows come together.

That's when I feel it. The cold creeping through me like a sudden chill. The cloaked monster. There really isn't any way to fight it in this position so with dread and regret I open my mouth and watch the black smoke fall to the floor below like a black ambiguous waterfall.

The figure forms just as Jenny closes the drawer, obviously still not finding what she wants. "Jenny run!" I cry out, but like my last sentence; it never reached the air.

"Ethan where are they?" she says frustrated and turns. She looks right at the cloaked monster, but I don't think she can see him. At least I didn't think so until he raises his finger to point to Ricky's mattress and she follows the point like a well trained puppy. She leans over my sleeping body down there and looks up at the mattress.

"Jenny no!" I shout, but she still can't hear me. Against all my protest she opens the rip in the mattress and pours out every pill I've not taken. Then she turns and begins to walk out, the cloaked monster's arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

All I can hear is the chuckling of the monster before the door closes and they disappear down the hall.

I fall from the ceiling to the floor gasping for air and rush to stand up. This calls me to face plant seeing at I am tangled in my sweat soaked sheets.

"Jenny?" I call out as I frantically free myself. I have a very bad feeling about this.