Anon brushed past Christine and Alice, moving towards the next cell door on the left of the corridor. He wiped the dust from the window and looked inside. Inside the cell it was empty. At the left wall of the cell there were hand prints and circular spiral cracks all in a neat line. Whilst on the right wall it looked as if someone were using a sledge hammer to break it down but had given up after breaking huge chunks of the wall off only to find reenforced square metal plates to stop anyone from completely breaking the wall down. Christine took a short look and walked over to the the next cell door on the on the right, she looked through the window and turned away for Anon to take a look.
In the cell sat a girl. She was positioned in the middle of the room with her back facing the door, the girl wore a red kimono and had long straight black hair which ended in the middle of her back. But something was wrong. The walls in the cells were covered in purple vines, purple mould and purple goo. Looking closer at the girl you could see the same purple mess on both of her arms. Anon swivelled around to face Christine and Alice, motioning weather to open the door or not. Alice shrugged, Christine did the same but looked more as if she wanted to talk to the girl. Anon swivelled back around and slowly opened the door.
The girl immediately turned around and backed away in fear. She pressed her back against the wall and looked up at Anon. She was short and looked around the same age as both Anon and Christine, the purple mess covered the right side of her face - mostly around her right eye.
"Who are you?" She said, her voice was loud and clear as if she were trying to scare the intruders away.
"I'm Anon. Thats Christine, and Alice is outside" He said, his voice calm and controlled. He stepped closer into the the room, slowly so he wouldn't startle the girl. "And you are?.."
"My name is Abbie" She said, more quietly this time.
"We're getting out of here" He motioned at Christine and Alice who were outside, "Are you coming?" He coughed now realising how dense the air was in the room.
"Outside?.. Outside this room?!" She said panicking "I-I-I can't. Y-You can't. It's way too dangerous!" Shouted Abbie, who was now shaking. She paused for what seemed like hours but in reality was only just a few seconds. She suddenly grabbed Anon by the right arm and threw him backwards, Abbie then slammed the door locking both of them inside. "You can't go back outside Anon!" She protested.
"Abbie we need to get out of this asylum" Said Anon, brushing himself off. He looked at his right arm where Abbie had grabbed him, there was a purple hand print stained onto him, "And what is this purple stuff?"
"It's Flux, Anon" Abbie said looking at the floor, "And it easily spreads". You could tell from the sadness in her eyes that she hated the mess she was in. "It slowly drives you insane.." She said, trailing off.
"Abbie it's fine" He said turning to her, "let's just go outside and we can figure out what to do.. Ok?"
"Ok" Said Abbie sadly turning towards the door to open it. With a loud 'clunk', the door was opened.
"What happened in there?" Asked Christine, backing away from Abbie slightly.
"Anon persuaded me to come out into the open world" Said Abbie cheerfully but worried at the same time. Christine went to hold Abbie's hand but Abbie backed away. "The Flux will spread.." Said Abbie, "So keep your distance"
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PsyCHOtic AwaKE
HorrorThis is my first story. It's about a mental asylum. All the characters are real people (My friends). And I'm making it up as I go along really. [I'm Anon btw]. Wrote this 7 years ago now, half tempted to finish it but we'll see. Yes I've realised h...