Chapter two: The sanitarium

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The police gives you off to some guards, obviously guarding the building. They say something between each other, but you didn't hear a thing.

You're now inside, going through corridors. You're taken to a room. There was an old looking man, with white hair, of course. He didn't look too nice.

"Y/N, right?" He asks. "Yes, that's me. Why am I here?" You wonder where you are. "You need to be treated mentally, for what you did a few hours ago, don't you remember?"
"I do remember, and it was perfect. They deserved it. I couldn't take it anymore." You start. "I'm Dr. Loomis. Now, Y/N, please tell me, what made you murder your parents?" He asked you, curiously. "They were abusive alcoholics, who cannot raise a daughter. They did not deserve a life, neither a chance to change. I did what was best for me and for others. Otherwise I would've beaten up by my father by now and I'd be in a hospital or something." You tell him everything, because you realised that you were probably in some mental hospital, and he was a therapist. You're not crazy tho! No damn way! "I see. We will continue this conversation another time. Now, you may follow the guards to your room. You seem like a nice young woman, so I hope you'd behave well. If so, the behaviour against you will be better. You really do seem like you wish no harm to anyone, but still, If you don't behave, there will be consequences. A guard will tell you everything about this place. You may now go." He says as you stand up and two guards take you to a room, more like a cell.

You get inside. There was a bed that looked comfortable enough, a desk with a few notebooks and something that looks like a diary, a pencil, and a chair. You sit on the bed, realising what you did with your parents. You don't feel so sorry about it.

A guard goes in. You lift your head to look at him. "Y/N, I'm here to tell you more about this place. First of all, feel like home, we accept everyone here. For breakfast, lunch and dinner a guard will come to take you to the cafeteria everyday. There are other patients here, but they don't communicate much. There is also one dangerous patient with the name Michael Myers-" you think you've heard that name on the news. "-he is very quiet, he never talks, yet he's active and might try to harm you, so you better stay away from him. He's the most dangerous, and well..special patient we have here so far. But anyways! Whenever you're bored you can write stuff on your notebooks, or draw, if you're a good drawer, unlike me of course. There's a session with Dr. Loomis 3 days a week. Once your mental state is back to normal, you'll be set free. Understood?" He asks as he bent down to you, since you've been looking at the ground all that time. "Yes, I get it." You answer. "Good." He says and goes out to the room, locking after himself.

This is a damn prison. You don't want to stay here. It's so boring and stupid you can't stand it. It's been only a few hours, in silence and thoughts, you feel like you're getting more insane than you already are. Locked between four walls like a prisoner. That's hella lame. It should be time for dinner by now.

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