Hunger strikes my ever living brain. I roll my neck as I walk up to the hospital doors. I can see people, patients, nurses, all through the clear glass doors. Innocent people. I smile to my self, a sickening feeling filling my lungs. This is the heart of pain, the nucleus of hurt. This is like a buffet for me.
I push open the doors, a chuckle gurgling through me. When I'm done here, there will be no more place for the sick. It will ripped apart to the foundation in desperation.
I bite my lip as I walk up to the front desk. I roll my fingers as I wait for Scott's mom to turn around. When she does, she drops the files she's holding and looks at me, stone faced. Sure, she looks calm, but I can see worry in her eyes.
"I'm here to visit." I look at her, intensity in my eyes. I can feel her burning from my glare and she replies,
"Grace, you can't hurt everyone. Please." I put a finger to my ear and pretend to be surprised,
"That sounded like a plea...oh man! you must be desperate!" She rolls her eyes, then clenches her jaw.
"Don't hurt anyone." She looks fierce. Huh. I shrug and give in,
"Fine, fine. I won't kill everyone." I laugh at my interpretation of a joke but Melissa looks more annoyed. Then she softens,
"Grace, this isn't you..." She tries to put a hand over mine in sympathy. I look at her hand and grab it before it touches my skin crawling with evil. I look at it, then Melissa. I cock my head and put on a mask of sympathy,
"Sorry...I just...The Dread Doctors...They hurt me. I don't know what to do..." I tried to act as the victim that has been hurt. She believes it.
"Oh, Grace. I'm Sor-" Before she can get the words out I slam her wrist onto the desk, then do the same with her head. She cries in pain and I feel it. Power, power, power. I dust my hands and walk off, feeling ten times bigger.
I will go "visit" Cassidy first, then others. As I walk down the halls, people stop and stare. When the first nurse tries to stop me, snap. She collapses to the floor, broken leg. I do the same with different parts of the body with every other single nurse and Doctor in my sight. Later, they will be the ones in a hospital bed.
I get to her room. I twist the doorknob. She's in a bed, sitting up, reading. I open the door, ready for whatever it takes. She looks up at the opening of the door, and when she sees me, a sheet of fear fills her face. I smile.
"Hello, friend."
