The Asylum Of Locks

Chapter 2: Unconscious

Maya P.O.V
The silhouette in the corner moved to the other corner and kept going back and forth. Until it walked out of the room. Being paralyzed was not a good feeling. I felt helpless as I sat, staying still. I attempted to scream, but all that came out was a very small whimper. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my side. "The fuck..." I say looking toward the pain. Stitches. Blood. A jolt of energy sparks through my body and I lift my arm and hand to feel the stitches. Did I pass out? Standing up is a difficult task right, but I manage to do so. A scream escapes my mouth as the pain becomes unbearable.
I fall back on my bottom, hitting my head on the way down leaving a terrible headache. Finally getting up I ignore my bodies urge to sit down. Making it to the door, I turn the handle revealing a narrow, short hallway. I trudge down the hallway to be greeted by the same staircase I saw earlier. "Maya! Is that you?" I hear Alex say to me. "Alex, we need to leave and get to a hospital." I say almost falling.
I get down the stairs, grab Alex, and get out the building. "I don't understand. Why do we need to get to a hospi-" He stops talking after I lift up my shirt to reveal the stitches.
I drive to the nearest hospital and Alex is freaking out in the passenger seat.

"Maya what happened?! Does it hurt?"

"Well if I did know, I would tell you. And yeah, it kinda does for someone who has mysterious bloody stitches."
Finally I saw the nearest hospital in sight and pulled into the parking lot. Getting out of the car, I began to feel weaker and weaker until passing out.
Alex P.O.V
We pulled into the parking lot and I saw Maya laying on the ground unconscious. "Shit." I whisper picking her up and carrying her inside.
Immediately a nurse rushed over and got a doctor. A few minutes later Maya is laying on a bed in a hospital room still unconscious.
I sat in a chair outside the room waiting for a nurse or doctor to come out.
"Mr. Slade, would you like to see her?" He said coming out after about 2 hours of being in there.
"Yes." I say nervous what I might indulge.
When I walk I see her sitting there conscious sipping water. I take a seat next to her and stare at her wondering when I should tell her. "So Maya... How you holding up?" I say. ''I feel better.'' She says.

''Maya, do you know how these swtitches got here?'' The doctor says directing the question the question to her.

''Um no. Do you know if anything was taken out or...'' She trails of hoping the docto r would get what she was saying.

''Nothing was taken out. But what we did find out was the reason those stitches are there is because a very deep wound is right there.'' The doctor explains.