The One Flash Back of Eleven Years :2
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I moved the knife around in my hand... it was cold sharp.
She. Was.Cold. How could i have done this she was only.
Eleven..
Her parents said she was sick hurt. She always coughed and sneezed over very little things. Like her "pet" monkey. Jingles. she brought the stuffed thing with her and after awhile of being here she could not hold the thing without braking out in a coughing fit.
At the time i thought this girl only needs a couple of shots and some pills well find out whats wrong with her.. but after shots and pills she started saying weird things of death. killing everything and everyone around her. Eleven. I had to go in her head see what was going on in there. I cut her for-head hand took a look. her brain was so young. Blood went every ware. She lost so much. It was on my hands. Eleven..... Eleven.... Poor Ellen was only Eleven and already was dead....
I woke in a cold sweet. Thinking of what world I had just come from stunned me. I jumped out of bed and stormed to my file cabinet. 112, 113, 114, 115, Awe! Hear it is 119. Patient 119 was deeply sick. We had been open for seven years when she came to us. She was a small red head no more then nine when she came to us. Her parents said she was deeply sick and no 'Real' Doctor would help her in fear of getting her sickness or killing her. I was young then, year being 1987, I had been only 26. We had only cured a hand full of people finding a cure for the common cold sounded so easy. I excepted the task, gave her shots and pills.
Then her bright red hair started turning brown her skin as white as our walls, she got more and more sick threw the three years of being here. At age eleven she started thinking horrible thoughts, of killing her self. At lunch she did not eat, she never slept only stared out the window at the night sky.
She had seemed so grown up. even with her eleven year old features she had the mind set of a thirty year old, being depressed. I had come up with an idea to look at her brain and take out the memories of her three years, and maybe, just maybe it would bring her to her old self. Lively and joy-full.
I had cut her open and began my procedure, half way threw something went terribly wrong. She had lost so much blood. She went cold and her heart stopped. At age eleven the girl had died.
I have lived with many terrible deaths like this one. Most being not such a bad cost.
I sat down at my desk trying to ease the upcoming headache. I put my head down and closed my eyes. All i could think of was the girls blood all over the floor.
"Doctor?" said a small voice opening the door.
"Yes, What is it Tiffany." i said lifting my head throwing the folder closed. Tiffany was a small framed woman. 22 at best she had dirty blond hair that fell to her shoulders. She had a small voice whispering was her thing. My guess was that she was either yelled at allot when she was a child or she was beaten.
"W-well Patient 364 is refusing to talk his pills and he has lunged at Maria." she said sounding shaken up. I looked at her and stood.
"What exactly happened?"
"We-well sir she had his pills and a cup, i was right behind her, and he hit her hand and lunged screaming some gibberish." she said folding her arms around her waist. "He jumped on her, even though he was small, He knocked her to the ground and started clawing at her."
I pulled out my keys and began to walk out the door.
" Is Maria alright?" i said locking my office door behind me.
"Yes he never really got her just her coat. She was badly shaken up though, she was saying when he touched her it felt like flames going everywhere, like she was on fire." she said fallowing me down the hall.
Flames? Fever? How else would you explain extreme hotness on ones skin? Tiffany was still speaking as we continued walking down the hallway.
"We strapped him down to his bed, i tool work we had to call in Jasper." She said. Jasper was our guard, Huge guy his brown/ blond hair fell in his face partially making him look good. He was strong he had broad shoulders and heavy arms.
when we arrived to the room i put my key in the hole and unlocked the door. Patient 364 was strapped down to his bed hissing and struggling. His room mate was in the corner the look of fear plastered on his features.
"Tiffany get that patient out of here and ill deal with 364." She quickly grabbed Patient 789 by the elbow and lead him out of the room. I looked at 364 and saw him straining on his holders.
"What is your problem? Why wont you take your meds?" i said. The whole point of medication was to calm patients. So they did not harm nurses or other staff. He lend up as far as he could master and screamed.
"furtim non opus elit." He said in a hard stern voice.
'You must take your pills 364' I said in a hard tone. He stopped resisting for a minute then spit in my face. i removed my hand from his shoulder and wiped away the sticky substance. i looked at my hand and saw the black ooze. Black? Why was it black? I took out my hanky and wiped my hand clean. 364 you are gonna take these and your gonna do it now. I walked out of the room and got his some pills. I came back with the little plastic cut and pried his head back. Spilling the three white tablets into his mouth, then pored water in his mouth forcing him to swallow. He swallowed then continued screaming. There i thought Now he'll calm down in a few minutes. i walked out of the room seeing Tiffany's pail face.
"Hes fine now i made him take his pills." i said feeling the drip of sweat roll down my face.
" Thank you Mr. Walter." she said looking into the room where the patient was still screaming. I turned and walked back to my office. I sat down at my desk and looked at my hanky. black splotch was in the middle. How was it possible for a single man to spit black? Was it something he had eaten? Lunch had not come yet, even if it had we serve nothing black. I placed the cloth back into my pocket and looked around my desk. There was a symbol carved in the hard wood of my desk.
ಡೆನ್ನಿಸ್ ವಾಲ್ಟರ್
I smoothed my hand over it seeing it was recent. some of the symbols were blood covered It was done with claws...
Human claws...
