The Girl.

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                        Scream.A very terrifying scream.Just like the scream from my dream.Shrugging and cursing my insane mind to think and to connect something like that to a dream, I quickly covered up my fear.

                       Much due to my reflexes,I ran towards my office door.No,no! Not to run away. But as adamant as I sound, to check the source of the scream. I was just about to grab the knob,when then very nurse from earlier opened it and stood right in front of it and guarded it and stopping me from letting out. She herself looked like a frantic cat.Looking like she would stand there dumb and crazy,I decided to burst out with question. "What's happening? What was that? What's going on? ",I gushed wanting all of those answers .

                      "Don't you worry Madam.Everything is fine.It's just the regular jittery of patients.",she said,her face pale white. She knew what was going on. She had seen something out there  she didn't want me to see it.

                     That was not going to stop me though. I am a psychiatrist here afterall."Move please." I trying moving her but she stood stone grounded."No Madam,Stay here."

                    The look of horror in her eyes made me want to do what she said but I had to see what's going on out there with my own eyes."MOVE ON", I commanded ,using my authoritative voice, pushing her completely out of the way. I moved the heavy door and looked out. I looked left,nothing.

                    I looked right, and that's why I should have listened to the nurse.The scene in front of me was horrifying. I felt faint as I saw the sight unfolding before me. The white hospital, the catastrophe in front of me, and the blood splattered on the walls made my head whirl. There was a man lying dead on the floor,a gash on his neck and blood all over the walls. There was another man holding a bloody knife,shaking as he saw what his hands had done, how he had taken someone's life.

                    They both looked like patients. The man with the knife dropped on his knees and started crying and profusing curses on himself as the nurses and doctors rushed towards him. They punched him,kicked him and shouted at him as some other green coated men carried the other man,covered in blood away.

                  That's when I saw her. A girl,dark,a mysterious no eyed ghoul standing in the corner of the corridor. My eyes widened with terror when I recognized the girl from my morning dream. The difference was she had no eyes and this time she didn't kill me but the man. Barring what's happening of the event, she was staring more like seemed like staring right at me.Right into my eyes.Her lips were breaking into a slow but evil smile. As I stood traumatized by the happenings of the first hour of my new job, I heard the man shouting in another room," SHE TOLD ME TO KILL HIM, IT WASN'T MY FAULT. I DIDN'T MEAN IT. SHE I....". His sentence was cut of as I heard a electric buzz,an electric shock and then the after smell of flesh,burning flesh.

               It all came crashing down on me. The dream. She was the same girl. I saw her in my dream. I saw her in my sober state yet i couldn't zero as to why she looked so familiar. The bloody knife. Was my dream going to come true in a tangled way? I had feeling that the 'SHE' that man was about was this girl and I have a feeling he wasn't lying. I have a feeling she was the one who killed the other man.

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