Escape

Prologue

I was isolated. All by myself except for the nurses. I was viewed as insane but there was nothing majorly wrong with me. I was stuck with the people that tortured me on a daily basis. They would mess with my head and remind me of all the mistakes I have ever made. I never knew when they would attack. Living in constant anxiety can make people go insane but somehow I managed to keep my cool.

I had no idea how long I have been there. Five months, maybe five years. There was no way of telling. I had no way of telling if it was day or night, no clock for me to watch, no calendar for me to keep track of. Not being able to keep track of time used to make me panic but I eventually got used to it.

The only hint of what kind of weather was the pitter patter of the rain on the roof. It would rain often and sometimes I would close my eyes and focus on the peaceful noise it made. I would imagine how the rain drops feel on my face or how the wet dirt smells. Oh how I missed the rain. In my mind it would be a light drizzle. Just enough to wet the ground but not enough to make mud. It was perfect.

While I was in the isolation I would often find myself going slightly crazy. I would hear talking even though there were no other patients in the building. I would smell food that I haven't tasted in what felt like forever. I would see my childhood dog. Oh how I missed that black lab. It was literal torture sometimes. I missed my old life so much. All I wanted was to go back to it but after all of this torture I knew that my life could never go back to normal. This hell hole I was forced to live in was all that I would ever experience again. Even when I escaped I couldn't get rid of the feeling of the place I was stuck in.