I waited in the cold room.
How did I get here?
It all happened too fast,
a blur in my usual daily rountine.
I was supposed to pick up my little girl, then do groceries.
It happened as I was leaving the store.
Two strange drunk men were looking at us strange.
A sneer on their faces, they left.
Odd.
I pulled out of the store and started driving.
A red car was tailing us, then when we entered the neighboorhood, it left.
Ok, go inside honey. Ok daddy!
She bobbed inside, her cheerfulness distracting me from my worry.
I went inside the backseat to retrieve the groceries.
I saw her backpack fell under the driver's seat,
so I bent to get it.
Then I heard it.
A blood curdling scream.
Coming from the house.
Caroline!
I rushed inside, hoping she only dropped some milk.
I froze, terror making me stiff as a stone.
The same drunkards.
In my house.
Pointing a knife,
at my last family alive.
Daddy!
I lunged toward one of the men, fury in my vision.
But it was too late.
At first, I thought the red I saw was from my anger, but then I realized:
It was my little girl's blood.
And now, forever I'm alone.
One man left before I could get to him, but that would be fine right now; he wasn't my main concern.
The man who killed Caroline was still here.
I yanked the man's bloodied blade.
Hey, man. Calm down! It's just a little brat. I took her off your hands.
Then I took off his hands.
Then I stabbed him.
Then again.
And again.
Then again, again, again, again, and again.
My hands were a dark red, as were most of the room.
Oh my gosh! I'm calling the police!
I hadn't realized that the door I'd flung open was still...open.
In an instant, three big men came barging in.
Pinned to the floor and cuffed.
And, that's how I got here.
It was either suffer in prison for the murder of a 'family friend' and daughter,
or go to this asylum and be 'cured' from my 'mental illness'.
Sigh.
I swear I'll get revenge on that second man, since I already got the first.
Now, forever I'm alone.
I looked up the waiting room walls.
Oakley Medical Asylum Facility.
