The New Me

Dan and Bob

It took us a while, but we finally got to police station. Wow! Haven't been here in a long time. And i really didn't plan on coming back, but whoops! Not everything goes the way you want. My door was opened, and I was pulled out. It was so beautiful outside. Everyone looked so happy. We walked inside, and all i could think about was what they were going to say to me in there. It can't be anything too harsh, right?

Time Skip few minutes( Interrogation room b)

"Arkham?!" I yelled. "Don't you think that's a little-"

"What you did to those people in that house? Along with the other people from earlier in your life-"

"Do you really have to bring those up John?"

I knew this cop. I hated this cop. And I wanted to kill this cop. He was the one who handled all the cases from when i first had Daisy in my head. Yeah, remember those little tings i did when i was younger? The accidents I did when i- No. wait a minute, hold on! I didn't do those things when I was younger.

"I told you, I'm not the one who did those things when I was younger." I stated.

"Riiight, it was, what was her name? Sarah?"

"Daisy."

"You're still sticking with that story? Listen kid, if you want to keep telling people that story-"

"I'm not lying. I'm telling the truth. You have to believe me."

"Come on Delilah. Do you truly believe that?" He asked.

"Yes! As a matter of fact I do!"

"If you believe that there is this, voice in your head...you need help."

Yes, thank you CAPTAIN OBVIOUS! I couldn't figure that out on my own! I thought i was perfectly sane!

"I'm not crazy if that's what you think."

"That's what everyone thinks. You gotta get yourself together kid."

"Stop calling me kid!" I yelled.

Shaking his head, he got up, and walked over to the huge metal door.

"I hoped you would turn yourself around. Turns out your as crazy as every other one of those monsters at the Asylum." He said before walking out.

I stood up

"Love you too!" I yelled smiling.

As he closed the door, I sat back down, and sighed. I played with my handcuffs in front of me as i waited for the men to come and take me away. I waited for like twenty minutes. I almost fell asleep, but it's a good thing i didn't. Out of the blue, the door swung open once again, and two huge men wearing black outfits stormed over. Their t-shirts said 'Arkham' on it. I recognized the two of them. A cop followed them, and when he unlocked the handcuffs, i was lifted from my seat. I'm serious. I was pulled around the table. I was lifted. They lifted me over the mettle table, and dragged me out the door. I didn't fee like fighting them, so i just went with it. We walked to a black truck that said 'Arkham Asylum' on the side of it, and i was thrown in the back.

I almost hit my head on the benches you were able to sit on, and that would have been bad. My face would have either been cut open, or had a giant bruise. Neither of those situations would have been good. For anyone.

Without any warning at all, the van sped off, making me fly up against the door. I held on to one of the benches for dear life, hoping i would still be conscious when we got to our destination. No wonder the people in that place are crazy. On the way there they bang their heads up against the metal walls, and knock something loose in their head! It all makes sense now! That would explain a lot! I think...I don't know much about the crazy people in there. I mean, i know a few, but i don't know enough to be like, buddy buddy with...or do i? I don't really know. It's been so long since I've been here, they probably don't remember me.

After about a half hour of banging my head against the walls of the metal cage, i was able to stay conscious, and we finally arrived. The truck stopped, and the doors swung open, letting the bright light shine in. I'm blind! I went to stand up, but the one guy swept my feet out from under me, and I landed on my butt. Ow. I think i hit my head too. I'm not one hundred percent sure, but...They grabbed my arms, and pulled me out into the cool air. I looked around smiling. I always loved the way the trees looked as they surrounded the tall building. I loved the way dead trees look. So...peaceful. And fun to climb too. Just saying. You should try it...I'm hungry. There food isn't that bad. I mean, once you get past the old grey color, and the bad smell of it, it's actually not as terrifying as people think. I know how weird i sound when i say this, i know! But you wouldn't know, would you? No, you wouldn't! So shut up...and deal with it. Go. Wait! Don't go, stay. For someone other than your self's sake, stay...thank you. They are very thankful.

"So, Bob, Dan, how have you been?" I asked looking at them.

"Shut up, freak." Bob replied.

"Listen, Bob...or should i call you Robert? Anyway, we aren't going to be able to move our relationship in a positive way if you keep-"

He squeezed my arm, making me yell in pain.

"What's with this guy, huh?" I asked Dan.

He smiled before squeezing my other arm.

"OW! You know, you're both asses. But hey, I get it. You're stuck working here with a bunch of freaks, and...sadly, you can't find any other people to hire you, do to your....well, let's face it..ugliness."

They squeezed my arms at the same time, and I held in a scream, as i held my lips shut.

"You won't be all talk when your weak from the torture that's coming your way, bitch!"

"I'm starting to think you two don't like me."

"Yeah...electroshock therapy...hammer to the head...all those things."

I stared straight ahead before i slowly turned my wide eyed face towards Bob.

"Dude," I began. "You have some serious issues."

We got to the front doors of the Asylum, and Bob swiped his badge which made the doors slide open. As they dragged me inside, I took a long deep breath, inhaling the cool air.

"It's good to be home."