The Mental Institution

Chapter two

July 6th, 1965

ADAM

“Make sure she doesn’t do anything” Evelyn handed back the note book “got it”.

That was the last I spoke to her for awhile, been busy with Alex and other patients and looking over all of them they’re nothing compared toher. What ever she’s capable of we will find out.

A couple of hours had passed, just sitting in my office thinking and writing what I can- well more like we can do to get under her skin “Adam, Mr. Andrews wants to see you in his office” Jasmine left my office.

Puting down the pen and getting up to leave “wonder what he wants now” I left my office and headed to his.

When arring and before I could knoc “come in” and so I did “wanted to see me?” he nodded at the question “yes, please have a seat” so I did, sitting down in one of the chairs in front of the desk.

The office was a plain white, the desk was a chestnut brown, theres a black bookcase behind him. A picture of his wife and his three kids sat there facing him and a plant on the bookcase and desk. The chair was a black leather and like every other window in the place was up against the ceiling. There’s few a books about how to deal with a patient if they have a breakdown. There’s a few autistic patients that we have to treat differently.

Like Peter Cliff, Evelyn has to do one on one sessions with like Arthur King. And they gave him different type of fabric for him, we’re more sweeter to the autistic patients.

"As you know we have a new patient” Mr. Andrews snapped me back to reality “yes, Alex Carmella” he nodded “you and Evelyn are assigned to her” me and Evelyn? She’s good and all, but the sweetest person here? “You sure about this? Like I mean she’s more capable of getting under people’s skin, but with Alex? That kid is capable of manipulation” leaning against the brown chestnut leathered chair and looking at him with a worried expression “and you can tell when your about to get manipulated and you really care about Evelny, huh?” I saw that look “yeah, she’s been my best friend since she started here like 5 years ago” I told him.

After all that, I wewnt back to my office “Adam” Evelyn stopped and forced me to look at her “yeah?” looking down I saw….disturbing drawing “these right here are from Alex” I took the drawings not knowing what to say.

There was a drawing of two parents who I assume are her parents, there’s splatters of blood. The parents were decapitated, the mother had her organs sprawed out most coming out of her mouth. Her stonmach ripped open. For a 15 year old the drawings were in great detail.

Turning to the next page if the father, his jaw ripped, similar to the first drawing but this time his skin is messing. The the next page, at the top of the corner is the numer twelve was there, shifting my eyes to the drawing there seemed to be three men and on the ground is Alex, blood spooling out, seeing a terrified look on her face and turning the and looking at the back there was writing.

"The men kidnapped me and brutally beat me, they raped me and stitched my mouth shut” so that explains the stitching scars on her mouth but reading that made me sick to my stomach. Now I wonder if there’s writing on the first two pages, so I turned back to them and flipped them and I was right. I started reading the first page.

"Mom would pour boiling water on me as punishment, sometimmes she would try to kill me. One time she got mad at me and started to brutally beat me to where I can’t even walk”.

    I flipped to the second page.

"Dad would get drunk and rape me, the first time it happened was when I was six learning how to talk, he did the same to my twin brother Macron. When he got drunk he bashed a beer bottle against my head.”

This…this is sickening.

After going through the pages I looked at Evelyn dead in the eye and said “I…I don’t know what to say to this” it was a shocking reaction.

"Neighter do I” what was going on through their heads to do this?

Heading back to my office and looking over the file and seeing that she has schizophrenia, canniblism on her mothers side and alcholsim runs on her fathers side.

I have a feeling this is going to be a hell of a ride.