Silhouettes

Chapter 6 - Twilight Hill 1910

Twilight Hill Psychiatric Hospital

 February 1910

Naminé tiptoed down the dark hallway; the hospital was silent for the moment. All the bedroom doors were shut for the night and the night nurses were down in the lunchroom having something to eat.

Naminé looked around the corners cautiously then darted over the hallway pushing open a door with the nameplate Larxene.

She peeked into the dimly lit room and slid in whispering, “Larxene, it’s me”

There was a soft groan in response and from the bed; an older blonde lifted her head, her green eyes dull and lifeless.

“Nami, what are you doing? You will get into trouble again!”

The younger sister shut the door tightly and jumped over to her sister’s bed hugging her tightly.

“This is scaring me now Larxene, have you not noticed the scary looks that doctor is giving us?”

Larxene snorted softly hugging her little sister back, “This entire place is scary Nami, how many people have died here already?” The two sisters were silent for a moment before Naminé felt her sister convulse and her body trembled.

Her grip around her weakened and Naminé looked up sympathetically and whispered, “They are making you sick again aren’t they?”

Larxene had been getting sicker over the past weeks, her visions becoming more and more violent. It got worse when thunderstorms rolled into the valley.

During the thunder and the lightning, that’s where she snapped it.

Sitting there for a quiet moment Naminé wished everything wasn’t so difficult, why she and her sister had to be sent away from their home and had to live here.

The nurses were uncaring, the doctors were harsh and the lead Doctor, Somebody named Xemnas; he was the scariest one of all.

People went into his office and never came back out.

A gust of wind buffeted the hospital walls and as a window shutter slammed close, there was an explosive yell of pain. The cry echoed down the hallway and made Naminé jump a foot in the air. Larxene clutched her tightly again as the cries and the shouts of agony continued to ring out.

There were no footsteps of running nurses or doctors. The whole top floor was deserted, and now from the screaming, nearly everybody in their rooms would be cringing and trying to hide away.

Naminé loosened herself from her sister and got up off the bed.

Larxene looked up and hissed her eyes going wide and frightened. “Nami, what are you doing, you will get into trouble.”

When she was ignored, her voice became harsher and more venom filled, “Naminé! You will stay here until it is ok to leave!”

Naminé ignored her sister and opened the door lightly to sneak back out into the hallway, which was now filled with a light that was coming from underneath the door in Xemnas’ office.

Jumping across the hallway Naminé flattened herself against the wall and sucked in her breath. Creeping along her tiptoes, she slid across the white walls and crept quietly to the door that had slightly been left ajar.

The light filtered through and with the narrow beam of light hitting her face,

Naminé peeked in.

She saw a white hospital bed with somebody upon it. She strained her eyes to peek in and she recognised the latest victim to fall to the horror doctor.