White. White. White.
It's all White.
Walls. Floors. Even the uniform is white.
Its sickening.
I look down at the disgusting pile of food they give us. Playing around it with my spoon.
I hear giggling. I look up to see a trio of some newbies looking at me and giggling.
Fucking giggling.
Looks like no one warned them.
I decide to ignore them. But when they don't stop I raise my head holding eye contact with one.
"Mind telling me what's fucking funny?" I asked calmly. Raising my brow up a bit.
Others kept their mouths shut. Smart. But she. She maintains eye contact putting on a smirk. Don't know to laugh at her bravery or stupidity.
"We were just talking about how much of a psycho you are" she says. Keeping the smirk on her face.
Kill her.
"Takes one to know another. We are all locked here"
Make her scream.
"I'd be out soon anyways"
I laugh. No one can leave.
"Good luck with that thought"
I go back to playing with the glob on my plate.
"Everyone says you are crazy" She yells at me. She's getting attention around. People are staring.
I hate being stared at."Everyone is right. But ain't we all?" I finally slip into that state. When I want to kill, once I'm in this state. I'd do it.
"Fucking psycho"
I put on my deranged smile
"Oh, Cheri. What ever gave that away?"
I see her tough look waver.
Warning warning.
Violent thoughts detected
That loud voice comes on in my head.
Its meant to stop me. Stop me from hurting someone. I ignore it.
I slowly stand up. Stalking towards her. She's a bit taller than me. I'm just fucking small.
She thinks she has an advantage over me. I see the way her eyes shines. She thinks she'd beat me.
She's wrong."Bet your mother didn't want…"
Didn't want what?. Guess we won't find out.
She didn't see it coming. No one did.
Before she knew it I was on her, taking her down with me, my plastic spoon was embedded deep in her neck.Even a plastic spoon could be used as a weapon around here.
"I'd have much fun ripping you apart" I snarl in her face. Grabbing a chunk of her hair and slamming her head down on the tiled floor. She screamed.
A crunch sound fills my ears and I smiled with glee.
That had to hurt.
Repeatedly slamming her head on the floor. The white now stained with red. I smile wider.
"Oh when I'm done with you.."Violence detected
I fall of her as a spasm of pain washes through me.
Warning warning.
Violence detected
I won't scream. I won't give them that joy.
I clamp my mouth shut as another wave hits me.
Coughing out blood.
I look up at the glass panel.
And sure enough he's there. Watching
I smile. A wide bloodied smile.
When I get out of here. I'd kill them
I'd kill them all. I'd paint the fucking walls with their blood. It would be so much fun.
Violent thoughts detected
The final wave comes and everything goes black.
I shoot up from my bed, panting heavily.
"Glad to know you're finally awake" the female in the cell across mine says.
"How long?"
"10 hours maybe. Thought you died or something" she chuckles
"Won't die till I kill all of you" I snarl
"Yea you do that"
I tug on my collar with my index.
"Fuck". I hiss when my finger burn, putting it in my mouth.
"You know better than to play with your collar "
I stand from my bed walking over to the door, Its a solid metal door except for the tiny space at the top with bars. I press my face on the bars, staring at the black orbs looking at me.
"Mind. Your. Fucking. Business" I spit out
I turn back and sit on my bed
IMU.
Institute for the Mentally Unstable
Once you go in you won't ever come out. No one came here mad, but we all turned mad.
We are all locked up in here. In this fucking asylum.
I've been locked here for too long. I don't even remember my name.
Everyone calls me zero one
I look at the tattoo on the inside of my wrist. Its a branding. The violent ones just have a single number, the meek ones have double or triple numbers.
I am number one. Yes I'm at the top of the chain.
Everyone feared me. I killed, I destroyed. Its kill or be killed literally.
I sigh leaning on the wall.Initiating gas release
Oh fuck.
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