Die, Die My Darling

6

     Lillian mindlessly played with her rings, twirling each around her slender fingers. No thoughts were currently running through her mind - just as she wanted. She was at peace for the first time in two hours. The doctors said whenever she was ready to leave she had their permission, however Lillian had other plans when she was ready.

Despite the events with the maintenance man, Lillian wanted to once again see Michael. Michael was currently locked in a different room in a tight straitjacket. They caged him like an animal, but Lillian knew that his intentions were protective. She wished she could thank him, even if he did murder the man in front of her. She didn't know when he would be cleared for visitation, she only hoped it was soon.

Lillian slowly rose up out of her small bed that, for the past few hours she had been there, felt like a prison. A gentle sigh escaped her as she stretched her frail body. Lillian briskly left the room, but not before collecting her things and signing her discharge paper left for her on a table. She had to find Michael, she feared he would be transferred if she didn't vouch for him to be kept.

Her small feet made little sound as she walked through the dismal hallways. A large door slowly came into view, a sign above it read "OFFICE" in bold print. A secretary sat behind a glass window, her grey hairs sticking out of her small bun that was neatly combed. Lillian buzzed into the office, and she was immediately questioned by a monotone voice, "Name and business?" Said the small, older woman behind the window.

"Lillian Loomis, I'm here to ask about Michael. Do you know where he is?" She nervously asked.

"Honey, Michael is in containment and hasn't been allowed visitors for five years. He won't be out for a week. You'll have to come back later." The woman answered, but she quickly returned to her typewriter.

"I'm his doctor." Lillian stated.

"Let me ask the officers." The woman sighed and begrudgingly pressed a small button and spoke some inaudible words.

"Thank you!" Lillian said breathlessly.

After a few agonizing minutes of talking between the woman on the other line, Lillian was given clearance to visit Michael, but only with escorts.

The escorts were kind, but they were still very intimidating. The large, muscular woman who went by the name Beth was currently unlocking the heavy door that was currently the only barrier for Michael. Lillian gave her thanks to the woman, and she nodded her head in reply. The large male guard was currently keeping by the door with Beth making small talk all the while ensuring that nothing happened to Lillian.

Lillian's eyes peered into the dark, padded room and it was hard for her to spot Michael in the corner at first. A stench rolled from him, but nonetheless she approached. An automatic light sensed her movement and immediately the room was filled with a blinding light, illuminating the stained cushions and padding all around the walls and floor.

The guards were still by the door, holding it open as an easy exit for the small girl in the worst case scenario that Michael pounced. This thought didn't cross Lillian's mind as she took the last few steps to stand next to the large man in the straitjacket.

"Hello, Michael."