The Walkers [editing]

Epilogue - Reality's Touch - Sean

A/N Crappy drawing of Katrissa didn't get time to finish it.... But there, I'll probably change it when I finish it properly

Epilogue

Reality's Touch

Sean

I sighed heavily, raking my hand through my once neat hazel hair. Walking down the hallway, I gained lost, scared and evil looks from many patients before their nurse would quickly walk them away. As usual the place was filled with people screaming, shouting, crying or even laughing. I mean that's what you'd expect from a mental hospital, right? Taking a left turn down to a locked door, I scanned my card before stepping into the small rectangular box. There sat one female and one male; Dennis and Tracy. One a scientist the other a doctor, like me. Hey both stared quietly through the one way window into the huge room, no windows. On one side of the room sat a TV surrounded by a long grey sofa, by the corner sat HER bed checkered black and red, a book shelf with a beanbag, even a treadmill, since she was in confinement and finally a desk with a laptop sitting perfectly on top. There was a separate room for the shower and bathroom but Tracy has to keep an eye on her so she doesn't do anything strange.

"Has she done anything in particular today?"I asked while stuffing my hands into the pockets of my black pants.
"Pfft! She's done plenty of things today."Dennis sighed with a role of his eyes, as I copied him before leaning over to the computer.
"You know what I mean, anything different?"My eyes scanned the screen, watching some of the older footage as Tracy spoke up.
"Other than finishing 5 books, 3 yaoi books, re reading the whole Durarara series (4 books), Ran om the treadmill now and then, drawn a few pictures of dogs, wolves and basketball themed, read even more books, wrote a story, read BDSM followed by fanfiction on her laptop, watched half a season of Doctor Who followed by F.R.I.E.N.D.S, played the french horn, oboe, keyboard, trumpet, Clarinet and violin for like half an hour to an hour each, I know f*ckin amazing, we should enter her into some X factor shit, anyway, Drawn more but of people, uuummm Aaaannndddd hmmm... Eaten 2 servings of lasagna with salad, cake, apples, candy, drunk green tea and cereal with toast. She hasn't slept at all like usual." She listed off as I nodded, writing a few things down before looking up at them.
"BUT..." Here we go...
"Have a look at these."She handed me three drawings.
All in which were drawn in three completely different styles, followed by two more drawings, again extremely different styles. Most of the drawings were humans but some animals, even then all of the looked completely different, it was almost amazing.
"And these."She handed me five samples of writing, once again, different styles of writing, and occasionally when she'd actually write on paper her hand writing would change completely, from passage to passage.
Our patient was Patient 1, the first in this hospital. Katrissa is her name. Unknown lastname though. We were told to put her in isolation since she's one of the pure survivors of the Apocalypse, and I think one of the only ones left. Most of them died, from wounds or killed themselves, or like her just went mad until they were locked away. Well... Technically she is as well. Sighing I turned to leave and go in to talk to her, slipping my notepad away. When she wasn't trying to kill me with a pair of scissors or bite my hand off or beat my face in or kick me in the crotch or somehow set me on fire or- you get the point, she would tell me her story. It was more than just 'interesting' though. Even though all her friend's are dead she still knows their unknown stories, so I'm curious... Do they talk to her some how? Ghosts possibly? She'd actually started off pretty badly, spending the first two weeks screaming 'Shut up' while almost scratching her ears off, but soon enough she finally started to calm down, instead she switches from doing eleven different things. Taking a deep breath I knocked on the door lightly... Gosh, I remember the time I didn't knock... Let's just say I ended up with a broken arm, a scissor cut to the cheek, a black eye and luckily she was knocked out before she could castrate me. I heard some mumbling about how"F*cking Seen was here" as I rolled my eyes at her purposely miss pronouncement of my name.
"Oi language!"I heard her snap followed by what would probably we a slap.
"Can I come inside?"I asked after a few more knocks.
"No you cannot! Safe sex man! I don't want to get pregnant or get HIV!!!"She shouted back before bursting out in laughter, making me role my eyes.
I opened the door a bit peeking in, looking at the organized chaos.
"Dumbass..." she mumbled to herself as she face palmed, trying to hide the smirk on her face.
"Gosh you guys can literally not go for an hour without being immature. I'll be back when you're not weird."She stated before standing up and sitting before the TV, screening Doctor Who.
"More like 69 seconds!"Katrissa proclaimed before tripping over the coffee table.
"Frick!"She exclaimed before fixing her glasses and quickly getting over it.
As she headed over to get the door while flexing her fingers and mumbling a few things to herself. There was a part of her that always actually seemed to be excited to see me, when she's in a good mood and talks to me she talks about how she wants to become a psychologist, and study the human brain, be like me.
"KILL IT WITH FIIIAAAHHH!!!"She suddenly exclaims out of no where making me flinch a little and look up.
She's already busy reading a random book out of no where, bending my head down a little I notice it's divergent. She has a little conversation with herself, like she's fangirling before she suddenly stands up and walks to the kettle. Pouring herself and someone else a cup of green tea. Completely ignoring me, she kneels down by the coffee table before playing chess. I notice how she changes position from one side to the other, from strategy to strategy, from black to white. I've seen her play many times and every single time black loses. When I come to sit with her she suddenly grabs me by the shoulders before shaking my furiously, but somehow gently.
"Iii wwwaaannnttt cccaaakkkeee!!!"She wines, before quickly dropping the subject and heading over to her desk.
"I can get the nurses to bring you some cake for dessert I offer as she quickly turns to me with a sparkling smile.
Looking down at what work she's doing I notice it's maths. It's not long before she gets impatient and aggravated, and starts stabbing her whiteout with a pen... All I can say is I'm glad that's not me. Then she shoots up, storms over the the bookcase and indulges herself in different books that she's constantly changing. I watch her and take notes for a long time before I speak up again. It's honestly good that she's gotten used to these check ups I remember she used to absolutely hate them.
"Katrissa, would you like to talk to me again, about your friends?"I suggested.
At first she didn't respond to her name before she pushed up her glasses with a small glint in her eyes.
"They're always with me."She stated, before crossing her legs, one knee over the other.
... Good she's co-operating...
"So you don't get lonely here? You're always here by yourse-" she cut me off with a disturbing smile that sent shivers right up my spine, making me refrain from actually shivering.
"I'm never Alone. Hahhaha... Isn't that beautiful? They never fricking leave me alone! They're always here... Taking control doing what they want!!! But no. I am not alone, Sean."She laughed heavily before saying the last sentence calmly and collectedly.
"Thank you for that, Katrissa. I'll take my leave now..."I couldn't stand a moment longer with her, I know professional, right?
But what she'd said freaked the shit out of me and I'm not risking it. Just as I got to the door way, I felt her knee drive itself into my crotch before her ice cold hands wrapped around my throat. Saying her hands were 'cold' was an understatement they literally felt like dry ice burning away at my skin. They were always like this, her hands, whenever she touched me to try and kill me. But by now I'm sure Tracy or Dennis have called in a doctor or something to knock her out, so she'd better let go of me before she gets more meds which I know she hates.
"You better take care of the ones you love, your friend's and family. Never take them for granted. Because before you know it they could be gone. Forced to end their suffering... God is cruel... So very cruel, heartless, cold hearted. Bitter sweet. But so are humans. I guess this is our farewell, Sean. Have a good life knowing I'm suffering even more."She handed me the leather suitcase I had brought with me before turning back and returning to her desk.
"I'll be taken away tomorrow, right? They're going to experiment on me, take me apart... bit. By. Bit. I'll be gone, and no one will ever know anything."And for once, in the 12 months I had been seeing her, I heard something in her voice... Fear...
Was she scared of what the would do to her or the fact that she'll basically disappear like she never existed and all her thoughts memories everything would disappear like her existence? Probably that. I sighed there was no point in hiding it from her, she'd probably had a look through my suitcase and found files.
"Yeah. I guess, you can put it that way."I stated unsurely as she showed no reaction.
Before speaking up again.
"They say god's cruel, but humans are just as bad. But god is always right, right? Humans all deserve to suffer and die."She spat as the door agreed with her with a loud creak.
"Good luck... Katrissa."I stated waving my goodbye.
"F*ck you... Sean. One letter different from the f*cking person who saved all your asses..." turning I finally shut the door and locked it before returning to Dennis and Tracy.
"HOLY SHIT!"Dennis screamed as Katrissa jumped up, pressing her hands against the one way window.
How the Frick did she know??
"Their called Walkers... Those things."She stated pointing at the blank brick wall to her right.
A grin was printed across her face... I didn't understand... All I understood was that she'd completely finally lost it.
It's sad isn't it? That that's the end of her story. She survived. Went through all that shit just to be locked away and experimented on. What was the point of her surviving when her reward or prize for surviving is just more suffering? I guess this is just reality right? God will punish you for being human and the humans will punish you for being human.
She was right. Humans are just like God. Cruel. Heartless.

A/N I'M SORRY IF THAT WAS A CRAPPY ENDING OR RANDOM BUT I DUNNO HAVE NO EXCUSES!!! If anything doesn't make sense and you're not sure about just ask me. For example The part where Katrissa points to the wall and says 'Their called Walkers... Those Things', you can leave that for your imagination or go for my reason why I put it there, basically I'm hinting that some people in the mental hospital aren't fully cured and also the possibility that the whole apocalypse could happen again. And also to spread what they'd all come up with as a name for the Zombies, Walkers. Anyway it's a little complicated and shit so if you don't understand things leave a comment of PM me. It's left with many lose ends on purpose. ANYWAY THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR ALL THE SUPPORT I'M SOOOO HAPPY AND THANKFUL FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT!!! IF YOU ENJOYED THIS I SUGGEST YOU CHECK OUT MoreThanTheWords BOOK 'Survival' It's a beautiful story, and is a lot more emotional and deep than mine since mine is quite shallow, anyway check it out! It's beautiful! I think I wrote this because of a deal with her can't remember I think it was one of those 'you write this and I'll do it as well', can't remember anyway yup. A SPECIAL THANKS TO winterkatherina AND MoreThanTheWords WHO HELPED ME WITH THIS BOOK AND ALL MY FRIENDS THAT INSPIRARED ME TO WRITE THIS!! THANKS ANYWAY IT'S BEEN GREAT ENJOY LIFE AND APPRECIATE YOUR LIFE, FRIENDS AND FAMILY AND IF YOU DON'T HAVE ANY I'LL BE YOUR FRIEND!

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