Welcome To The: BUNK

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I had opened the small silver bag, tearing it into shreds to find a rool of thin stretchy fabric, a thin metal clip, and two white pills. A slip of small folded paper fell out as i dug the items out the elevator still moving to its ordered destination. The extremely odd waking up and conversation shared with bruce still running in my head. Lifting the piece of paper up my fingers unraveling it, the noise crackled in my ears. I glanced over the scribbled wrighting over and over trying to make sence, and grateful i remembered how to read, make sense of the letters in my head. the slip of paper was instruction to proaply attaend to wound with the rap and pill given.

I looked over the peice, even if it was useless to me. i already know how to treat my own wounds, even a sprained ankle, nothing was new to me anymore in the matter of pain. Racking my brain for answers fighting thru the clouds of confusion to why Bruce would drag me to this elevator and warn me of something like Maggie's plans. was he really that agasint her and her group? This felt bad, the conversations with bruce the strange behavior, Maggie planning something, the new objects i now possessed. The elevator came to a halt slowly the doors sliding open making the only noise to be heard. I moved my sronger foot forward between the space to keep the doors opened not yet ready to leave the fog rapped around me. I felt that once i left it i would be shot down with even more to carry on my shoulders.

Like a fallen ceiling pannle from the bunks darkened pipe lined roof. I scanned over the words one last time the note burning my finger tips, then ripped it up stuffing it into my sports bra. Knowing something as unknow and questionable shouldn't be left for others to see. The tiny piece of paper tickled and pocked my bare skin. turning my head back down to the new objects in my lap, the thin rolled up stretcvhy tan fabric remenided me of the same matriels a bunk docrtor used to rap my arm after i broke it years ago.

pulling my bent leg closer to my selt i pushed up the pant leg to see a swollen, red, purple, green bruised ankle. a hiss of pain passed thru my teeth as i touched the inflamed throbbing skin, i undid the rap and rapped it around the swollen skin, as tight as i could manadge with out screaming. holding the rap in place i tore off an extra peice and clipped the rest in place just how the doctor had done.

i picked up the pill,popping it into my mouth dry swollening it. the taste leacing a fowl trail down to the pit of my stumic, i had gaged in the effect. i picked up tjhe extra peice of fabric znd rapped it around the long claw marks on my arm, seein how the bandaid was loosing its sticky grip, tieing the fabric in place. the pills effects already pushing my headach and throbbing ankles pain away. must of been a painkiler pill. i stuffed the shredded ledft overs of the silver shinny bag into my own, to hide any evdince of questains.

looking out into the white bunk hall open in front of me, i counted only a few lights on in the halls, casting a erry glow over the white halls and pockets of black shadows. the black orb camera barley visiable in the shadow of a flickering light, it looked to simlar to the bunk halls it creeped me out. it still must be very early in the morning. i sat there for a few more moments then pulled my self up with help of the white bunk silver elevator thresh hold of the door.

Walking into the shadowy halls almost felt peaceful with out the bright white lights glaring down, or the running thunder of feet on the tiles. i kept close to the wall to keep my balance the poain killer still working into affect but not fully. should i go back to Lacy's room? regroup with the others? track down Bruce demand answers? Track down Maggie and demand answers? no, that all sounded like a lot of walking, and that was not something i wanted to do right now.

Pausing i looked up to see my feet had lead me to the white bunk cafetiera doors. i didnt want to go in there, i wasnt hungry, i didnt want any of that soothing addicting liquid. . . turning on my best heel i limped my way up the stairs besides the cafetiera doors towards a random destination. i wanted to try to enjoy the silence again before everything came screaming back in inadvisable words and shouts.

Maybe i should just fall in line, wouldn't that be eaiser? just to fade into the back of the white bunk crowd, just dissapear. join Bruce and sophia, not be attacked, not look like a walking threat? get rid of the knife, the gun, the cup, the fork, and the make shift lock on my white bunk door i put together. which was just a pillow stuffed under the door to keep the friction of moving the door harder. become a following shadow. . . and just forget. that sounds good. . .just forgetting. forget.

A ear splitting scream ripped thru the silent paused air of the bunk. i froze dropping down to the floor in shock hands over my ears. the heart stopping echoing noise sounded again growing louder and louder with each second clawing at my ears. screaming, someone was screaming, screaming. whith out thinking i had already jumped up the heart beat and screaming in my brain clouding out any judgement or thinking. i followed after the echoing screaming bouncing off the walls, following towards the pinpoint of the loudest scream. turning down a hall the noise echoed louder closer, louder, closer, i was close, it was louder.

i braced my self against a white bunk wall as a sharp turn caught me, crawling up a few steps the noise echoed again louder then ever before, i was almost there. the pain in my ankle gone the only feeling was my heart beat and the screaming controlling me. running, running, screaming, screaming, loud, loud, so loud. running, skipping, pushing my self further down flowing the noise i saw bunk doors flying open.

turning the last corner i slowed almost tripping over my own feet. there at the end of the bunk was a open white bunk door white light poring out into the shadow flickering hall. a outline of a figure in the door way, something pulled me forward towards the being i know realized was screaming. i looked past the being to see something i wish i never had to, a wave of burning vomit pushed out as the smell hit my nose first. then tears clouded my vision, the screaming captivating my ears. I forced my huntched form away, away, away, away from the tainted white room. The cold floor harshly greeted my knees as my legs became weak, my head spun. The smell poisoned my sense, I waved my arm back the inmates shadow besides me. The inmate continued screaming, pulling my from the dizzy darkness. A boney arm came in contact with my trembling hand, I pulled, halting the assault of ringing screams.

"Shut up. . . Shut up. Shut up" my own voice floated into my ears. I pulled the inmate infront of me, the pale face of Peg flashed over the short girls face. The inmate started to tremble, shaking, her lips formed words but all I heard was marching, booming steps.