Silent Bride|| Outlast

Chapter 1

Patient #0011
05/13/2013
Name: Evelyn Rigg
Age: 19
Date of birth: 1997-01-23
Sex: female
Hair: dark blonde
Height: 5'9 feet
Weight: 160 lbs
eye color[s]: green and blue
Department: psych ward

Room number: 197

Current doctor: Richard Trager

Case information:
Schizophrenic, contact with parents is not available. Has been in foster care for 4 years. traumatized by unknown case. Mute. Mood swings and as stated, "voices" in head.
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"That's all?" the woman on the other side of the room asks me. I simply nod as a response. I was yet again in a strange place. Mount massive asylum wasn't really what Murkoff promised my foster parents.
I am directly facing a woman. Who is not really interested in my story. Just does it for the money. I am 100% sure she is. The rooms are pale white, not eggshell, not broken white, pale white. Just very very cold and unwelcoming. Everywhere are pictures of old men from around 1940/1945.
My hands are cuffed on the table.
"Alright Rigg...you will get into psych... only because you know what you did"
I nod. Sure thing lady!

My name is Evelyn Rigg and I am a literally clinically insane.
At least, that's what they tell me.
The female ward wasn't anything different then I thought. It is very depressing. I did not have a roommate. I did never want one, for obvious reasons... The female ward is abandoned. It's just me and an elderly lady that is probably soon going to die. And then it was just me.

My room is white. Just a bed and desk. I had to shower and use the bathroom in the main restrooms under supervision.
The cafeteria is shared by males and females. Split up of course. Again, obvious reasons.

I walk around the ward to get to the cafeteria.Usually being guarded around but they didn't even bother cuffing me up.
The guard lets me in and I look around the place. Not feeling the best about it I get my food and sit down at a table. It is too quiet for a cafeteria, you can hear the spoons scrape the mushy food of the metal plates. "Hello darling...." a man at the table breaks the silence and leans his head on his hand. Looking at me with bright blue eyes. "I haven't seen you around here.... we never see pretty girls"
Okay... you are weird? 
I squint my eyes, I keep silent and look at my food and then at him again. "Gluskin! Leave the poor girl alone!" The guard slams his metal rod on the metal table. I jump and look down at the food again. Completely losing my appetite.

"I hope to see you around more" he gives a big smile and gets up with guard supervision. I knew he didn't sit at my table accidentally.

Bye.
My eyes follow him as he walks out of sight.
He must be dangerous. The man they call Gluskin was way taller and could rip me apart if he wanted. I had to look out.

"Rigg! Out for therapy!" They page around the ward. I frown. Therapy... wow...

I get escorted to the hospital side of the building. It looks scary. What's this? I look at guards and get scared. The lights were too bright and there was screaming. I slowly start to realize that this wasn't anything good. Not at all.
The grip of the guards tightens as I start to struggle. No!
"C'mon gal! Ya ain't scared!" They laugh and drag me into a room. There's a chair and big screens.
No.. no no! This wasn't anything i was used to. The guards forced me into the chair and strapped me down. I tear up in fear and try to kick them. "Bring this bitch to prison ward for a while after this"
Fuck no!
"Alright Steve, Get her in!" They get away and push a button. Weird flashes appear on the at screens and stare at them for way too long.

Tears run out of my eyes and I can't take it no longer. I've been in here for over 3 hours it feels like. I cannot scream nor move as bad as I want too. I look down and struggle hard.
Please someone! Is what my eyes scream.

The lights go out and so do the screens. "Alrighty" a man says. "Andrew... we got a problem at the engine.."
"Shut up Greg..... open your eyes"
I frown and look at him as my one blue and one green irritated eyes meet his.
"Uh... Andrew are you getting the alerts?"
"It's Gluskin and Hope..."
"Fine"
The man leaves me alone and his hand meets my thigh.
Gross
I frown and move so he removes his hand.
"Take her with you to the engine"
His assistant undoes the straps and grabs my arm.
I tumble and get dizzy from the images, so dizzy that I almost fall down. "C'mon..." the man says a bit worried.
No please don't!
"I'm sorry" he drags me to a big lavatory with glass  balls where people are in attached to tubes.
I was fucked.