Not Dead

Chapter 6.

You know when those people say there is a light at the end of the tunnel? Well, I'm in a cave, and all I see are bats and bears, and every lasting darkness.

That girl still wouldn't speak, but Then again, would I have spoken if I was in her place? But, something was wrong with this place. Of course, my father does things to the girl, but they're different. He injects her with... Things. I don't if there drugs, or blood. All I know is, it takes a toll on her. She gets up screaming, looking around like she saw a ghosts. I feel bad for her.

But that's not all I saw... People pass by here... In straight jackets. And, we get fed... And water, although I'm not sure it's clean... But, I'm super skinny. I only get food once a week. The girl, on the other hand, gets fed once a day. It's like an experiment they are running here. But I don't know what. As for the past week, well, let me spare you the details of loosing a toe. He added a camera in the room, not sure why it helps, if he is here everyday.

"Alanni." The girl glanced down at her feet. Her voice was a tad squeaky, but she was locked in here and drugged, so it's most likely her nerves. "Lindsey, although many people tend to call me, 'your royal arse.'" I chuckled, remembering Vanessa's nick name for me. "H-how long were you here?" She stuttered, obviously nervous. I rolled my eyes. "We won't be here long. As long as we break these chains." She nodded, and looked around.

Her scrawny legs started kicking at something, in hopes of reaching it. A pin, with the name 'Lucy.' I gulped, since the room was empty last time I checked. Her wrist became red from the pressure of the chains. Finally, as the chains started to slice her skin, she kicked it over to my leg, in arms reach. I frantically grabbed it, before noticing the camera. Was this... A test? I shrugged it off, since it doesn't matter. None of this does. It's just me, that girl, and home. I picked at the lock, taking me a total of 15 minutes to figure out that I turned it the wrong way. I then proceeded with the other chain. I walked up to her, unsure as to why she looked so scared.

The Dad's POV

I took the first three files on the desk, and opening them, revealing all-to-familiar faces.

Harry LockHeart- 10 - Depression, suicidal, Drugs.

Angeline Clemente- 8 - Schizophrenia, mute.

Lindsey Rodriguez- 13 - Schizophrenia, Depression, Suicidal, Anorexic.

I stopped at my daughter's name. To be honest, I'm still shocked I went through with that. I ran my shaky hand threw my hair, and got up. I put the files back, my sudden disinterest alerting a few nurses. I cleared my through, fixing the tie under my collar. I went out of my office, into the classroom of students.

"Good Morning Class, sorry for the delay, I was sorting some files for today's lesson." A few of the students let out a mono-toned 'Good Morning Professor.' But most just Ignored me, twirling their pens In Between their fingers. I mentally sighed, knowing today's class was going to be long. I teach college courses, specifically the mental side of medical history.

I started writing their Vocabulary on the bored. Most copied, just minus the few who didn't know this would be on their Final test. "Today, I will pull some of the Mild cases from my Mental Institution, which, as you know, is becoming quite popular as a Child's Institution." I smiled widely at the applause that followed after my statement. I worked hard trying to get my business where it is, but after a while I had to force it, causing me to make children mental.

Three nurses came out with the files, one of them holding my daughters information. "The nurses are here today to assist me, as you will be seeing and attempting to diagnose 3 patients." Three more nurses, this time male, came in, carrying the three patients behind them. Each in straight jackets, they glanced at me before quickly averting their terror-filled eyes.

"These are some of the new patients in my clinic. Each share at least 1 similar disorder. It is my job it take care of them, and return them home after they are treated. Now, who wants to play doctor?"