Zenohazard

The Padded Room

They separated us, but more men came with me, only a couple went with James. Leading me into a room, I noticed a nicely dressed man, a metal table, a seriously ridiculous bright light, and a chair. Could this place be any more cliche? I sat myself down as my red hair fell middle back, still matted from our escape. James, er... Sparrow, can you hear me? I take his silence as a no, so I sit back in the chair, waiting to be interrogated. The Captain takes the bandanna out of my mouth.

"Finally, now I assume this is about our little breakout? Technically it's your fault we got out, it's a shame you don't have a better eye on your patients. Some of them escaped with us." I remark.

"Yes, we're aware. Now, time for serious talk." I was only joking, the fact that he agreed set my fun back, so I pout, but find something else to say.

"Oh Captain, if only you took the hint that.... I don't love you, sorry not sorry." I say.

The Captain threw the table to the side abruptly, amusing me. "Listen, Robin, if you won't answer these questions seriously I will-"

"What will you do, huh? Slash my skin with a blade? Hit me until I bleed? What's the worst you could do? I'm most likely used to it, so come at me, Captain." He seems hurt that I interrupted him, but gets closer to my face.

"Why did Dr. James S. Perrowin want you to escape with him?" He questioned.

"Said he need a...oh, what did he call it... a... distraction, of a sort." I say with a smile. My face stung from impact, my cheek bone now slashed open a little from his ring. "Woah, now we're having some fun!" I chuckle hysterically.

"What did he need from the medical wing?" I didn't answer, but I grinned, instantly paying for it with a hit to the same cheek.

"The only thing I saw him grab was a needle, he injected it into my arm after one of you infidels shot me!" I pause, "but... I'll forgive you, it probably wasn't meant to hit me anyway." I grin.

"Oh, trust me, sweetheart, it was definitely meant for you. Sykes, take her to her room. I expect you know-"

"I get my own room? Goody! Does it have a puppy?" I exclaim in fake enthusiasm. The Captain grins and steps towards me, then grips my arm, hoisting me up. He shoves me to said "Sykes".

A few seconds later, I'm dragged into a white, padded room, with no chairs or anything. I frown upon the fact that there isn't at least a bed. The least they could do is put in a bed. Sykes leaves and taps the plastic front, a little box to put food and water through, and a few talking holes. With his tapping, he lets me know he locked the door and I'm in utmost security. He grins and stands outside the door, waiting for James to come out of interrogation. I pace back and forth, James, listen to me! You've got to figure out a way to get us out of this! I can get you to the Medical Wing to get your supplies... Why can't you hear me!? I punch the padded wall and yell, hoping maybe he could hear me then. Sykes shot me a look of anger, I scowl back. I see James and two men come out of the room, I rush to the plastic and hit as hard as I can with my fists, attempting to break them.

"James, get us out of here, I can't stay in this room! Jeez, I can't stand white rooms, they make me feel as if I'm in a HOSPITAL!" He glances over as if I wasn't saying anything.

"He can't hear you sweetheart, I have to push the button first." He says with a smile. I felt like tearing my hair out with rage and I wanted to scream.