Infirmary

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"SCOFIELD TO THE INFIRMARY!" I heard someone yell. I woke up being dragged by two COs and my vision was very blurry, unable to see the path.

"I'll take it from here." A heard someone say. I kept blinking so it could help my vision but it was helpless.

"Okay Bellick." A CO said. The guy name "Bellick" grabbed me by my arm and started walking me again.

"Haven't even stepped into your cell and you're already get hurt, eh Scofield." He chuckled. I could hardly hear anyone. I felt my head very cold. Ice cold.

¨WE NEED SOME HELP HERE¨ yelled the other CO. I saw a doctor pressing an ice pack on the other doctor. They both looked our way when we walked in.

¨Sit him on the chair." One of the nurse said. The women with the ice pack on her head, threw the ice and got up.

"I got it Angie." She said. "Sit him there, I got it."

"Sara, I can handle it." Angie said. She grabbed the ice and tried putting it on Sara's head.

Sara protested and said, "I said 'I got it Angie.'"

Angie lifted her hands in defense and left the room with the CO's. I sat where I was demanded to sit and waited until she came back.

I told up and started checking out the infirmary. I saw the spot where we were going to break out. I heard her keys so I slowly walked back to where I was sitting before.

"Okay. Let me see it." She turned my face so she could see my injury better.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Uh, caught an elbow while getting off the bus." I told her. Lying to her was better than telling her I saw something that made me crash into a pole. That could send me to the asylum.

"You won't need stitches." She grabbed a cotton ball and alcohol and dab it onto my cut. I didn't realize it was a bad cut.

"All done." She said. I kept staring at her and I knew she could tell.

"Do you uh need anything else?" She asked me.

"What happened?" I asked. She looked confused so I putted to my head.

"Oh that." She chuckled. "I somehow hit my head." She said. She looked like she was trying to figure out a puzzle. She went outside to call a CO to escort me out to my cell. 

I kept observing her. I needed to make sure it was her. 

As I was leaving, I saw the exact note pad and pen I saw before I hit my head.

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