mental asylum

chapter 2

chapter 2

so this wasn't the cleverest thing i have ever done but it was defiantly most frightening, as i walked up the stairs to the right i began to realise that all this place was , was doors leading to cells. as far as i could see their where doors and stairs and doors and stairs. this place was so tall when outside you can see it from 30+ miles away! the building resembled a spiral, it's just a tall pile of bricks thin and tall   full of rooms no bigger than a cupboard. no food hall ,no kitchens just cells and doors. oh! and stairs . 

as i walked Thu the hall way i realised that all the cell doors where open, not broken into open; they had all been opened by keys. apart from three. thees three where special, the doors had deep scratches and dents in, the locks had been forced and the hinges where worn out. i could but hope the keys where lost and that the people where let out on purpose but i knew the truth all along i just couln't admit it.because admitting it would make it true. 

with every step i took the echos of my footstep bellowed, i tried to walk as lightly as i could but soon gave up; i had already decided to find a place to sleep, a cell would do. i found one near the front off the building and sat behind the door, now this was the first time i really saw the terror of living somewhere like this. on the door, my shield from the rest of the building, their where photos and drawings and words, i knew the torment in the persons eyes and the helplessness of their bodies, the photos where of many different people which made me even more weary of the last person to inhabit this cell, why were they collecting pictures of people and the words. the words on the door made no sense, hoolpos and flingden they read, the last person to be hear was ill. very ill. 

finally i got to sleep, but was soon woken by the sound of foot steps. "YES Rosie and Kate have come back for me" i thought. but just as i was about to get up and leave the room, the foot steps got heavier, i sat back down and looked through the gap (where the hinges where) in the door. as the person got closer it became clear that it wasn't Rosie or Kate, but someone new! someone who was unpredictable, possibly harmful and frankly insane.