Sedate The Mental //Larry Stylinson//

Chapter 2

*Harry*

I think what would help my job out more, is to look through his files and find out why he's here. I know he has schizophrenia, but what else? I guess we'll find out soon. 

I slip into the Warden's office, happy that no one would be able to see me but Louis and other supernaturals. I go over to a cabinet and open up the file drawer. In the drawer is all of the patient files. I fish through the L's, but find nothing. I guess this goes by last name then. 

I look in the T's and find Tomlinson towards the back. I pull the file out and sit down in one of the chairs. I quickly open it up, eager to read through it. I find his profile, and quickly read it. 

Name: Louis William Tomlinson

Age: 16

Birth Date: 12/24/1992

Background: 

*Killed mother

*No record of father

*Four sisters-disappeared

Mental Reason: 

*Schizaphrenia

*Bipolar

*Hullucinations

*Gay

That last word. Gay. Hmph. That's insane? Being gay  is insane? Sadly, I guess I can relate to that. I wasn't just here because I saw and heard things others couldn't. It seems like he has a lot of issues....and no family. So I shouldn't feel guilty for killing him. Phew. 

Besides, this boy sounds messed up. No one will miss him if he's gone. I mean, yes, he's attractive. But he's the reason why I'm dead. 

Next to the info is a picture of him. He's frowning, and he's wearing a white gown that all patients are required to wear here at Cheshire's Mental Institution. You know the annoying ones you humans have to wear at the doctors? Yeah, those ones. 

Well, I guess what I've done here is good enough. I'm just about to leave when I recognize a pair of Harry Potter-ish looking glasses, with a crack on one of the lenses. They hang neatly on a hook above the desk. 

Why do they look so fimiliar? I'm trying to remember....

I open my eyes. Great. Just who I want to see. Vimpar leans over me with a smirk on his face. 

"Ah, look who's up. Ready for treatment?" He chuckles. "Why do I even bother asking? You have no choice! I'm giving you treatment whether you like it or not!" I stirr, trying to see where I am. 

"Focus the lights more." The Warden, Robbis says. 

"Yes, of course." Vimpar says with a crooked grin. The lights dim, and there's an annoyed sigh coming from behind Vimpar. The lights soon flick fully on. I squint, unable to see at first, from the blinding lights.

"Thank you." Robbis says, still sounding annoyed. "Now can we get this treatment going?" 

"Of course, sir." Vimpar says. He reaches in his front pocket and pulls out a pair of glasses. They look like the ones Harry Potter wears. Weird. He slips them on and pushes them up. "Ahh, much better. Need to see what I'm doing, yeah?" He smirks. "Let's get this going." 

"I'll go get the sedates." Robbis starts to leave, but Vimpar says, 

"Why would we need sedates, sir?"