I knew there was no way I'm ecaping this place. Not yet anyway. I can at least have some fun drawing on walls and stuff. I crept to the first locked door I could find.It had a padlock.I took the hair clip from my pocket and tried to pick the lock. It wasn't too difficult taking in account the amount of practise I already had.
I walked in, turned the lights on and closed the door behind me. The walls were completly white and there were no windows but so many cupboard I didn't know which one to start at.
There was a faint buzzing sound from ahead but it might just be machines or whatever they have up there so I decided to ignore it. I sat on the surgery table while looking through some paperwork I found on a chair.
Someone coughed behind me and I got ready for the consequences. When I turned around the person stading in the door but t wasn't a guard but a patient like me. He had black hair that was combed to the side. He had a ripped tank top, a leather vest and skinny jeans. He had grey-blue eyes.He also had a lip ring a ear piercing and loads of tatoos.
"Hi" He grinned then started laughing.
"What do you want?" I stared at him.
"Nothing,I just came by to say hello."
"Shouldn't you be in your cell." I regretted the question the moment it came out of my mouth.
"I could ask you the same thing ." His grin was starting to get very annoying.
"Whatever...wait." I stood frozen in my tracks for the second time today. " I hear footsteps..RUN!!!" I panicked and bolted out of the door just to find myself surrounded by guards. I decided to give up. Fighting won't do any help.
They took me back to my cell or rather dragged me there. "Pack up yor moving. " Their voice wasn't dull but stern , scary .
"What ? Where ? "
" Your interview results are in . You're moving to ward D." I couldn't possibly done that bad. Right ?
Ward D is the most strickt place in the asylum where the most insane went to . " I'm not one of those people who talk to walls and have hallucinations .
I packed my bags as slowly as I could just to piss the guards of but they didn't seem to care . They stood patiently , waiting for me .It was siriously annoying . I bet I would get a reaction out of Gerard . I wonder where he is .
***
Ward D was a depressing hell of a place . Even duller than my previous cell . The greyness reached a whole new level .... we had to wear grey uniforms . God I hate this place more each second . It was made of some kind of itchy fabric and it felt like sandpaper agains my skin .
To be honest apart from me there were only 3 people in the ward . Guess they don't often get annoying teenagers who befriend their guards . The guard practicly pushed me into a cell and locked it behind me .
They're not as trusting as Gerard . I sat waiting in the cell wanting for something to happen . , anything that could make this stupid boring place a tiny bit more intresting .
My stomach rumbled and I sighed trying to remember the last time I ate . More than 24 hours for sure . I listened to the faint tik tok of the clock . Around 6 pm Gerard walked in .
"You haven't done well at all . " He frowned .
" Guess they don't appriciate my talent of annoying people. " I grinned .
" Anyway I bought food . Nothing fancy just enough so the Insane asylum doesn't hve to explin your death to the media. " He smiled and handed me a plate with stale fries and a overcooked steak on it . "
"Thanks God!!! My preyers have been answered . I'm starving ." I ate the food and gave him the plate when I finished .
"While your here. Do you know a guy who has black hair styled to keepon one side of his face , piercings and tattoos ? "
"Well you see there's loads of people that math this discription . "
"Ok erm.. " At that moment I remembered one detail that might help . "He had some batman tattoos . " His face fell and he looked sad almost .
"There was this guy . He was called Andy Biersack and he - he commited suicide a year ago.
