Arbatian Mental Institution

Ch.10 Isolation

Lola bends towards Gil and whispers, "Cover me"

Gil stands up screaming, "Hey let the girl go! Wanna fuck with someone come on lets have a go huh?"

The staff drop the girl and begin to yell for backup. Gil runs over and begins to brawl with two staff. He kicks one sending him backwards over a table of food, and punches the other one in his left cheek. Lola creeps down running past the staff coming out and sneaks in the door.

Kiel looks around confused and scared, the fighting and yelling makes some of the individuals begin to scream as well. The young girl is nowhere in sight.

Lola runs down to her room as staff run past her. Gil can be heard in the distance, the sound of his skin getting tenderized under the multiple night sticks is what sticks out more than anything else. Lola grabs her brushes and begins to paint the creature she saw earlier.

A roar echoes down the hall, her spine tingles and her heart begins to race; it's close. She closes her eyes trying to remember details from it. She swipes across the canvas creating an image similar to what she saw. She writes GUNTHOR at the top. The creature jumps in the doorway, it's eyes widen upon looking at Lola.

"It's you!", it shouts in a deep voice.

Lola bites her finger open and presses her thumb against the paper before it can say anything else, the creature dissolves into ash.

Down the hallway Gil is dragged by two staff as he giggles, "Is that the best you can do? I can still move my jaw ya bunch of bitches."

A guard named Phillip punches Gil in the ribs and cuts his remarks off, Gil wasn't hurt though. He was dragged past Wing C and saw Lola standing outside her door, she nodded her head in approval as Gil knew his deed was done.

Lenny walks though the recreation room and sees smears of blood on the floor covered with foot prints. Dishes knocked over on tables and individuals screaming and acting out.

Lenny walks by kicking one client in her ribs who happened to be sitting on the floor yelling. "Shut up already! Damn it can't even serve these psychos lunch without someone causing a fucking scene!"

He walks to the back to see Gil on the floor beaten and bruised, "What happened?"

Phillip responds, "Wanted to be a hero to impress some jail bait. She'll be found soon. I think that red headed girl is behind it though, they stick close and this ain't the first time he's done something like this for her."

"Oh yeah I remember that one incident, so Lola again huh? I got something to make her behave. You two, take him to isolation. Leave him there."

"Isolation?", Gil asks. Even that was a new one for him. The guards drag him towards the rotted wood covering the entrance to Wing E. A staff pulls a board loose and lowers it at an angle with ease. This has been done before.

"Hey hold up man. What are you doing?", Gil wasn't afraid of the staff or any human for that matter but Wing E was different. He was sure he had fractures in his leg, he couldn't feel it but his leg felt funny like a numbing sensation. He tries to stand on it putting his weight on his left leg.

One of the staff turn around and yell at him to stop, he slips shifting the weight and hears a loud snap as his leg gives way. "Ah damn it! Please don't take me in there man! I've heard the stories!"

They grab him by the arms as he struggles to free himself. They crouch under a board and drag him down a dark hallway. The ceiling had holes in various places from the hail damage, slivers of sunlight crawled through them making his path exposed partly at places.

They come up to a door near the end on the left. The metal door opens up as they toss Gil in. They slam the it shut and lock it. Gil screams trying to get up but his femur bone sticks out at an angle, a sharp white tip pushed through his flesh.

The guards leave giggling to themselves as they lower the board. Gil scoots back against the wall, he's heard stories of this place. He turns his head around the cramped room, dark blood stains the walls around him. There was no bed frame or toilet even, just an empty isolated room.

His mind began to race as he started to realize just how bad things got. Something cold and rough suddenly ran across his neck, before he has time to react the light above blacks out.