The Insane Are Just As Sain(black Butler Fan-fic)

off to hell

As I sat in the cage, I felt the harsh bumps and rattles of each pebble, stone, and every inch of road ridden on. The area smelled of raw meat, and.......ketchup? I dismissed it as just a miss understanding, but honestly, in was a little weirded out by this. I didn't dare try and take my blindfolde off, knowing that these men had full power over me. The smell of insanity now runs through each vain in my body, the loneliness, the starvation, I'm tired, but I'm to scared to sleep, scared that I would never wake up, not that it would matter. Nobody knew me, nobody came to visit, but if they did, the slightest move made from me, ment medicine, the sleeping kind.

I slumped down in the metal cage in defeat, I've given up. My tired, bloodshot eyes grew heavy but I could not bring myself to sleep, especially like this.

I just looked into space under my blindfold and murmured a small poem that just showed up and it just stuck with me, making me seem to repeat it alot.
Mommy daddy say goodnight
Tuck me in and hold me tight
Go to sleep and I just might
Wake up then with just a fright
So mommy daddy say goodnight Tuck me in and hold me tight
Wake up to mourn, such a sad sight
People say that the sane are just light
But truly they cause the fright
People say that the insane are insane
But see it my way, and you may refrain.
I repeated it over and over just above a whisper, not even noticing the crazy men coming to retrieve me.

I felt the cage being pulled out of the contraption I was once in. Feeling the soft breeze, taking in a such as I could before it would all be hidden away again.

I then heard the voice of the main crazy man, practically their alpha I guess.

"Welcome to your knew home"

Ha, yeah right, well, I say, welcome to hell.