Psycho (Insanity and Crisis Au)

Chapter One

The faint sound of laughter filled the guards and workers ears as Tord Reed, possibly the most insane man in the whole world was dragged into the west wing that contained most of the solitary confinement's.
People shivered as Tord looked at them with his gray almost plain white eyes.
His eyes were wide and his smile was gradually growing to show off his shark-like teeth.
Tord giggled as the guards holding him sat him in his room and quickly scurried out shutting the padded door.
"Let me out!" Tord yelled standing up shaking and charged at the door only to hit it and fall back onto the floor.
He screamed laughing and stood up again only to fall over in a fit of laughter.
A few people stood by the door listening to Tords pleas for help.
Already nobody could stand it.
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"Why me?" Tom yelled in question as the asylum manager sat at his desk drinking his coffee with a dull expression.
"You're our best worker," Mr.Viktorewen, the manager, responded his voice cold and monotone.
"we are getting paid millions to watch him."
"He's insane!"
"Everyone here, Mr.Black, is insane."
Tom growled in frustration and sat in the chair that sat in front of Mr.Viktorewen's desk.
"What about Edd?" Tom asked him. "he's way more qualified for this than I am."
"He is on the fifth floor this week, " He replied handing Tom Tord's files. "besides you'll get a raise."
Tom narrowed his eyes "How much?"
"Well the government is paying you about two hundred dollars and we are required to triple your original payment," Mr.Viktorewen said.
Tom sighed and nodded slowly.
"Fine."
Mr.Viktorewen smiled and handed Tom his security key "Great! He's on the eighth floor."
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Tom stood in the elevator holding Tord's files close to his chest.
The elevator halted to a stop and dinged as the metal doors parted so Tom could leave.
Tom walked out and Tord's screams and giggles vibrated in his ears.
He walked down the narrow hall taking a mental note of the empty rooms.
Tom made it to the room and the guards moved so Tom could take a peek inside.
Tord was spread out on the floor his arms spread out.
"Please talk to me!" Tord screamed smiling widely as he sat up to look at Tom with his head tilted.
"You must be the general." Tord continued saying as had stood up and started walking over to the door.
Tom backed away and nodded to the guards who walked away mumbling.
He sat down and opened the file looking over the information.
'age: 19'
"Same age as me," Tom mumbled listening to the shifting of Tord's straight jacket indicating that he was obviously moving.
"General, where are the other soldiers?" Tord asked leaning against the door.
"I'm not a general."
"yes, you are."
"no, I'm not."
Tord giggled and waltzed away laying back on the floor.
Tom slipped his headphones in his ears and turned on his music completely forgetting that in Tord's document clearly stated that Tord had to get an excessive amount of attention or else.
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To be continued...