Her Dark World

Change

The day started like any other. White patted walls and floor. Same white strapped jacket. Any old day in the asylum. 
A light knock sounded at the door and a brunette woman walked in. "Good day, miss." The woman said. I gave her a sick grin and chuckled a bit. She didn't look happy after that. "Do you know why I am here?" She asked. "No. Why?" I replied. "I'm here because of what you did to all those people a year ago, on this very day!" She said that with a lot of anger. I started laughing."That was the best day of my life!" I laughed. "Killing innocent people is not funny!" She yell as I laughed more. Then I stopped. She was super upset. "Now, you're being transported to another asylum. You're going to asylum maniac and you know what that means." She added with a smile. Yes, I knew about it. Everyone in this asylum knew about it. Maniac asylum is an asylum where they send out of control patients, and put them to death. Its where you go to die. After she said that two man walked in, picked me up and strapped me to a stretcher. I had no reason to fight. They wheeled me down several hallways. Then they took me outside. I haven't been outside in a year. The air outside was so much better. It felt so fresh and clear. The sky was amazing. If I'm going to die, this makes it easy to welcome death. As I was being lifted into a weird truck, I saw the guy who was driving the truck. He walked over helping the men and whispered in my ear "I'll get you out of here, kid." He gave me a wink and walked away. They shut the doors and the truck started off.