Asylum | E.D

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"I didn't kill him. I didn't kill my brother."

Ethan

"If you want to kill me, why don't you just do it already?" I ask, while straining a look at them. The doctor comes over with a clipboard in his hand. I watch as he does his daily routine on me, preparing an injection of unknown fluid. He walks over to me, emotionlessly injecting it into my arm. I tilt my head back, shutting my eyes momentarily.

The bright light hanging from the ceiling glares in my eyes, causing me to squint. The two men dressed in an all black attire stand over me, while I'm strapped to the chair. My skin that's trapped tightly against the chair tingles, a numb feeling takes over my body. I feel like a god damn science experiment.

"What's the fun in that, Mr Dolan?" the man eventually answers, grinning sinisterly at me. He places a blind fold over my head, tilting my head back. He then begins to drown my face in water. By this point, I can't even feel the choking feeling of water being poured all over my face. I've become immune to this type of torture method.

I notice the water stops being poured on me. Then I feel the blindfold being ripped off my face. I loved being blindfolded, I didn't have to see their stupid smirks while the torture me. I squint my eyes, being blinded by the bright light. The men tower over me.

"I see you got a haircut, it suits your fat ass head." I joke, sending him a sly smirk. I suddenly feel his fist come in contact with my jaw. I spit blood out of my mouth, resting my head on the back of the chair I was tied down to.

Of the men nodded to the other. The pushed my head back, throwing the blindfold back over my eyes. I feel the cold water being poured over my face again.

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I didn't kill him.

I didn't kill my brother.

My twin brother.

I didn't do it.

They all think I did.

They all think I did, including my family, that's the reason I was sent here. I would never kill my own brother.

The nurses escorted me out of the room, and down the hallway. I feel like I am losing my mind in this place. Then just like every time I start to overthink things, I heard that eerie laughter.

It's just in your head Ethan. It's just in your head.

My mind goes blank, blurry images rushing through it. I try to cover my ears but t doesn't go away. My mind is clouding up, I can't think.

The voices.

THE VOICES!

"Mr Dolan, are you alright?" I didn't even realise I stopped dead in my tracks. The nurse holds onto my arms, almost like she's afraid I'll collapse. I feel dizzy and confused. I think it's all that medication they gave me, it's messing with me.

"Get out of my head." I mumble, hitting the side of my head with my fist. "Get the fuck out!" I yell, pinching harder. "Hey, you're going to hurt yourself." The nurse tries to grab my hand but I rip it out of her grasp.

The laughter appears again, joined by terrified screams and that voice. It isn't coming from another patients room, is coming from inside my head. "Mr Dolan do you need to sit down, you look pale?" the nurse asks me.

I can't take it anymore.

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"

I screamed, covering my ears. Then I ran. I tried to run as fast as I could, so the voices would disappear but they didn't. I ran harder, crying. My vision was blurry but I kept running. I can't seem to hear anything but those voices and laughter in my head. I cry and cry, screaming for them to get out of my head. I fell to my knees, slamming my fist against the floor.

"Hey," a nurse grabbed my arm. I don't know how long I have been running for, but I didn't recognise where I was. I looked around, noticing an unfamiliar hallway. "Are you alright?" She asks me.

Obviously not.

My heart is beating rapidly, but the laughter and voices are gone. I shake my head no, my breathing becoming irregular. The room starts spinning, then I'm out like a light.