PsyCHOtic AwaKE

Encounter..

Anon sat, still and quiet, paralysed from everything that had happened to him so far. He looked at his still-bleeding arm, thinking of what could help. He glanced up at Alice who was violently bashing the wooden plank against the wall, trying to bend the nails so that they wouldn't stick out and jab anyone again. Anon reached up with his non-injured right hand and grabbed at the hospital curtain which separated two beds. Both of them were only a few feet away from the door which led to the cells which they so desperately wanted to explore. Anon pulled at the blue, paper thin curtain and tore it down. He twisted it around and around so it became like a rope, he tied it tightly around the nail hole closest to his shoulder and wrapped the rest of it around his arm in a spiral pattern. The 8 holes in his left arm were covered but still leaked with blood slightly. Anon looked up to see Alice smiling, holding something behind her back.

"Tada.." She said grinning, handing Anon the plank of wood. The nails were bent sideways, flat against the wood, all except one at the very bottom.

"You missed a nail" Said Anon, holding it out for her to finish.

"No, no, no" Insisted Alice, "I left it there to use as a weapon"

"I don't think anyone will be here, and if they were, I don't think they would attack us" Argued Anon, pulling the plank back.

"Anon, this is a mental asylum.." She trailed off only to find herself concentrating again, "And if you could survive during the outbreak then other people could too."

Anon pulled himself up with the now-only-slightly-harmful plank of wood and shifted to face the door. "Ladies first.." Said Anon jokingly opening the door. Alice walked into the corridor and made her way towards the first cell door. Alice peered inside, and then moved out of the way for Anon to take a look. Inside the cell it was drowned in darkness, the only thing that the human eye could make out was the collapsed walls. The cell looked like it had completely caved in, Alice tried to open the door but a bolder of concrete blocked anyone from going in or out - not that anyone would want to anyway.

Anon moved to the next cell door on the left side of the corridor, he reached to door and looked through the window. Inside the cell it looked as if corpses were decomposing, the air was green, there were flies everywhere and there was a strange black object about the size of a person at the back. Apart from that, nothing else was to be seen in the cell. Anon and Alice agreed not to go in there in unison by turning around and going to the next cell.

Anon looked through the window to see a girl hugging her knees in the corner, rocking back and fourth. Her face was covered by her knees, she was quite slender and wore an untied straight jacket and skinny jeans. The room was dark but it was clear to Anon that the walls were covered in blood. He studied the walls, but he was to far away to see exactly what it was but it looked like writing to him, Alice agreed that it was probably writing of some sort.

Anon opened the door slowly a carefully, the room smelt musty but ok. Anon looked at the girl, deciding on what she would do. The girl just kept rocking back and fourth, back and fourth, her face still covered. Anon looked at the writing on the walls recognising some of it, they were My Chemical Romance lyrics, some of them just highlights of a song and some of them whole songs, all written in blood. He looked down at the girl. "Hello?.." He said very quietly but loud enough for her to hear. "I-I see you like MCR.. Correct?"

"Correct" said the girl quickly. She didn't look up from her position when she spoke.

"So.. Killjoy.. whats your name?" Asked Anon determined to start a conversation.

"M-My name is.. Christine" She said looking up at Anon. She looked around the same age as Anon. Her hair was separated into two bunches on either side of her head, her voice was shaky and unstable and her eyes were grey and dull. Well, her eye was grey and dull, the right eye socket in which her right eye was supposed to be in was empty, dried with blood and tears.

"I'm Anon.." He said quietly, "What happened to your eye?" He asked, curiosity taking over him.

"Well.." She began, "I have schizophrenia,.. and all I can hear is 'Do that right now or you'll regret it', or sometimes, 'If you don't do this you will pay' and they told me to pull out my eye and eat it, so I did.." She said all most in tears.

Anon stood frozen in the door way, unaware of what to say. Half of him wanted to run out and close the door, while the other half wanted to pick her up. Anon walked towards her, his right arm reaching out for her. She glanced up and took hold of Anon's hand which raised up pulling her with it.

"Alice and I are getting out of here" He stated, "You coming?"

"Yeah but, who's Alice?" Christine asked, slightly scared.

"Don't worry about it, I'll explain later" He said walking out of Christine's cell. "Lets check the other cells for people" Anon said, excitedly.