Chapter 2- Day

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"Attention please. All patients are asked to be escorted to the main hall. Further information will be announced there."

A loud voice courses through the corridors before armed people walk in, dragging me out of my bed and handcuffing my arms and taping my mouth, keeping it closed from screaming.

Hundreds of patients and at least two hundred troops are dragging us to the main hall.

Some patients are fighting against it, others are not being able to move at all.
Some of them are even held at gun point. Chills are running down my spine as one of them push me forward, bruising my skin.

I never experienced anything like this since the time I arrived at this house. When we arrived at the main hall, we are all lined up. Patients, and armed men behind us.

All you can hear are gun shots, and shrieks of pain. That's all I heard before I dropped onto my knees, a gun pointing at me behind my head.

Fear is the only thing you can feel in the atmosphere. Blood is splattered across the floor, people are getting carried away in white sheets as if they're are worth nothing more than a penny.

That's when everything went quiet.
"Quiet. Quiet!" A man appeared in front of us, he has notes in his hand. A white tie and a black suit are hugging his body. His dark brown hair is laying down on his forehead.

A man is standing next to him, black hair, a white scrub on. He has a scar on his lower cheek bone. His scrub hugging his muscles perfectly. His emerald green eyes boring into the patients souls.

Until they land on me. He watches me. His eyes have a look in them that seems deadly. And if looks could kill, I'd be dead.

The soldier behind me yanks my hair back as I try to resist, my eyes still glued on the guy next to the foreman.

"Rules have changed. Everyone. I repeat, everyone that tries to resist, will be executed. Patients, which mental state is beyond normality, will be brought into another room. People which.."
The list goes on. More words come out of the foreman's mouth. So many that you can't focus anymore on what he says. I stopped listening after the third one.

This went on until I heard someone shout. A woman screamed behind me, "What is this place?! Where even are we?" Her voice echoed through the room before she got knocked to the ground. This question troubled us all.

The gun in the front answers, "If you haven't noticed, this is a psychiatry. You will be-" he answers but gets gut off by another male. "Fuck this, we don't even know why we are here! The way you treat us here is a fucking crime."

"Y'all humans are trash to our society. A danger that you shouldn't let free. The government accepts us holding you here. So it's better if you don't talk and shut your unknowing mouth!" Everything went quiet after he shouts through the room.

The foreman is called Christian Tyler. Director of this psychiatry. Well that is at least what the name tag on his suit says. As far as you can tell, he does not care about the well-being of us people here. I doubt that nobody that works here does.

I look around, people are quiet, looking at the floor. That's when I spot Sara. She looks horrified. Her eyes wide as she looks at a dead body in front of her. I follow her gaze to the body and-
I understand why.

Mary is laying on the floor. A huge blood puddle right in front of her. Her eyes are wide open, her hair looks messy and her fists are closed. You can't tell a single hint of life in them.

I look back at Sara, her eyes are filled with tears. Mine are too. My best friend. Killed by a soldier.
My eyes are fixed on Mary again. The wound in her head, her dead eyes, the blood puddle.
People are screaming again, everything seems like a huge mass-murder in here.

Saras gaze meets mine. She probably thinks the same things that I do. I know she does. It's been quite long since I've seen her, and I still can tell what she thinks about.

Everything seems unreal. We get killed for doing mistakes that shouldn't be one. Maybe for the better.

Sara's eyes were the last thing I saw before I was knocked to the ground.

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