Twisted Asylum

Glinting Metal

I'm so sorry to do this to you-
Aren's POV

"Have a good afternoon-" The director's voice is cut off with me shutting the door behind me.

I sigh deeply as I step out of his office and into the hallway.

God, it was getting harder to convince Crowley to let me keep this god damn job. I adjust my uniform, covering myself back up properly.

I pull out my phone, before groaning in annoyance. I only had an hour left of my shift, which was good, but that means I only have an hour to go to my patients. Ugh, yuck.

... Maybe I don't have to. I can probably shove the responsibility onto someone else. Or I could just go to bother Yuu.

I giggle at the thought. I just won't do the checkup today~ No one will believe a crazy person when they say I never showed up!

I hum triumphantly, before making my way down the hall, pulling my phone back out to message my friends. I deserve some time out in the town!~

The lights flicker as I walk. Fuck, someone has to fix these dodgy ass lights.

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??? POV

I duck around the corner into the medical ward, following the night nurse with silent footsteps.

She was probably locking up for the night, so this could be my last chance today to snag some shit.

My barbed tail swishes behind me as I stalk behind her. As she passes a utility closet, I duck in, looking around at all of the drawers-

Then she comes in behind me. I quickly duck behind a cabinet, shoving myself into the darkest corner.

The nurse goes to turn on the light, but the switch shocks her lightly, causing her to recoil. Good. The dark is easier to hide in.

She moves to a desk, tidying it up. Damn it, she's right next to the drawer I need... And I can't just main the lady, someone will definitely see me.

I carefully extend my hand, just out from beside the cabinet.

The metal draw trembles slightly. Before slowly, silently sliding open.

I continue to hold my hand out, my brows furrowing in concentration as I stare at the cabinet.

A scalpel slowly lifts from the drawer. I can work with that. It floats towards me, before I snatch it out of the air, and the drawer slams shut.

The nurse gasps and turns abruptly, before scampering out of the room.

...

Fuck, that was too close. I slowly stand, looking down at the scalpel.

A smirk spreads on my face as I sneakily slink back out into the hall, quickly making my way back to my room.

I tuck the scalpel into the waistband of my pants, hiding it along with my tail.

No one needs to know about that. No one needs to know what I am.

The lights flicker above me.