Orphan in Limbo

Reposes

Whilst all patients were already gathered in their wards for extra good night sleep, as a result of temporarily closing the common room until the morning after, Odette was laying on her belly on her yet tattered, filthy bed by contemplating the wee battered wall as its moonlight lightly bathed her cell in mild light, illuminating it partly by barriering it against the pitch-black overlay. 

Security guards were incessantly on the alert, keeping their wits about the inmates and their welfare. 

The young woman drowned in her train of thoughts about her today's painful reunion with Serena, her childhood friend, besides her fortunate encounter with her parents, secondary family. She strongly believed Judy and Timothy will get her out of Briarcliff's sinister, morbid madness which tormented her for a few days since her arrival. 

Her day was not only filled with happiness of seeing her parents and childhood friend, but also spending and socializing with the other falsely accused patient Kit. Fortunately, today she didn't have any confrontations with any of the patients, reckoning the aspiring journalist who's locked against her will, Lana.

The young singer's therapy was in a matter of handful of days with Dr. Azarova, in case if there's additional unsuspected leery signs of mental illness, spotted and inspected in the young patient as well.

On one hand, her therapy was agitating her by causing sandstorm of conflicting prejudices and premonitions behind its procedure. Whilst on other hand, she wasn't at all since the middle-aged doctor was midst the fewest people or even staff members in the mental hospital where she's being treated normally unlike the rest of the other lunatics. Perhaps because she seemed different, according to Velika? If yes, is that one of the reasons why Odette wasn't being treated as harsh as a criminal? 

In the wee hours of the midnight, the young brunette always recalled the nightmare she had when she was in Florida's orphanage when she was 8 years old little girl. It haunted not only her memories for ages, moreover her weary body and mind in the middle of the night when the love child is implied to rest for a several hours until the morning after. 

--- Flashback ---

--- October 1951 ---

It has been 2 years since the young girl has been conveyed in the Florida's orphanage, due to her rebellion against one of the vicious nuns, in order to defend herself against a menacing slap. 

The nights in the recent unwelcoming orphanage were not only as hazily ebon as the sinister, grim memories which Odette had, but also  she struggled to fall asleep unlike the other children approximately her age, who were already asleep safe and sound, whilst some of the nuns were incessantly in charge in the dim light hallways by securing the orphans' rooms, distributed by their ages from the youngest to the oldest ones who are about to turn 18 very soon and be released from the institution and its facility's responsibility at last. 

The brunette was hearing any voices in the middle of the night especially the midnight hours, whereas her peers had drowned themselves in the profound, ever-lasting slumber of the nocturnal journey for extra relaxation. At first, the orphan thought one of the children, who are forsaken whether by their parents or they established there by another way  even when they the least hankered for another possibility struggled to slumber until she came to the conclusion one night it wasn't just a mere child voice, floating in the sufficiently expansive room. It sounded rather hoarser and more adult-like though it was a cusp between an young adult and adolescent one. Apprehension and chills electroshocked her body as they swept her organs especially her spine, goosebumps overlaying her pale skin as she was dressed in an ordinary white cotton nightgown with long sleeves as its hem dropped down to her knees. She wore it every time to bed after having the privilege of taking regular showers by shielding her frail skeleton from the cold autumn climate.