Brown Mountain Borough Asylum | 5SOS

Patient 102095-5; Clifford, Michael

Michael's POV
After the little stunt I pulled I was put into isolation unsurprisingly. I sat up feeling a twinge in my bladder; I tried to get up but realised my legs were locked to the bed. Great, just great. I look on the bedside table and see a book, I pick it up and throw it against the door wanting attention and wanting to desperately empty my bladder. I pull on the restraints just as my favourite nurse was walking in. "Michael, sweet what's wrong?  Why are you throwing things?" I look at her at her at back down at my legs "I need the bathroom very badly and I'm locked to my bed." She walked over and sat on the end of the bed and took a key from her pocket. "There you are Michael, now get up and use the bathroom, if you have another accident on purpose or not you'll be here for longer." I get up and run out of the room to the bathroom but before I can make it I run into Luke. Luke was a teenager that for some reason acted like a little baby. He started tearing up because I forced him to drop his comfort item on the floor. "Jesus Luke just pick up your blanket and move!" One of the nurses walked over and softly took him by his arm, "Luke it's okay, you're okay. Did he startle you?" He softly nods his head as I sigh out of annoyance, "I think the little baby pissed himself too," I say as I walk into the bathroom. "Michael! You have another two hours of isolation." I walk out of the bathroom as she forcibly takes my arm and escorts me back to my room. "Yay, can't wait! It's not my fault the baby goes to the bathroom in his pants."
"Lay down Michael. Now."
"Alecia it's okay, I've got him." I see the witch finally leave and I'm left alone with my favourite nurse, Lucy. I see her walk over with a cup of water and pills, here Michael they will help you sleep. I sigh and take the pills and lay my head down as she leaves and closes the door. In my dream, or what I think is my dream I hear multiple people talking over my body. They're talking about me, and different treatments they can do. I shoot my eyes open and see a group of doctors and nurses in my room, and I couldn't move. I'm restrained to my bed and can't even wriggle myself loose.
"Get. Me. Out."
"Now, now Michael we just have some questions for you, 1. How long have you had heightened senses?"
I sigh, "couple years, why?" He didn't answer me he just kept asking annoying questions,
"2, how old were you exactly when your parents voluntarily left you in our care?"
I roll my eyes at the wording but answer anyway, "I was exactly 7 years and two months old."
"3, how many of our operations have you vividly recalled?"
"Every. Single. One you twat." With that he walked out with his staff leaving me and a nurse, she didn't like me, like everyone so I was surprised when she unclasped my restraints.
"Go to the bathroom then to the common room." I get up and go then walk to the common hall and sit on one of the old couches. I don't feel like being with the other patients so I'm not going to talk, at all. I notice someone comes and sits on the couch with me, he's quiet and weird but at least he's better than Hemmings. His name is Calum and he's one of the only people here who's not scared of me.
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A/N: Next you are going to meet Calum, read up on his case file to find out what's going on!