The click of the lock wakes me and I quickly realise that I dread opening my eyes. I dread every possibility of who may come in, my mother, Daniel, the so-called doctor, the nurse and even Robin. I hear a faint click of high heels and realise at once it is the nurse. "Get up!" She grumps and hauls at my arm. Scrambling to my feet I fall after her as she drags me from my room. She turns right and pulls me down to the torture chamber. I hadn't been here in a few days so knew I was in for something bad.
Pain.
That's all I could feel.
There was so much pain I could no longer see. I had been there for maybe an hour and yet it felt like forever. My throat ached and my mouth felt like I had eaten sand. My screams echoed around the giant chamber. I was strapped to a chair that burned electric and sparked in my face. A searing pain ran from the inside of my wrist through every cell of my body followed by a mechanical laugh from the nurse.
"Now everyone will know."
"How will everyone know I am 'insane' when I don't get to leave that retched room!?" I ask through tears, The nurse laughs again but neither her or the doctor answer me. My wrist stings although I still don't know why. The tears clung to my cheeks. I had never experienced pain like it. It felt like someone was stabbing my arm with a million tiny pins. I wanted to cry out but managed to stop myself. I couldn't let those wicked people win. I couldn't let them know the pain was getting to me. The pain was so intense that I could only just see. Soon the pain took over my body and I lost consciousness.
When I woke up I was back in my room in the pitch black. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to little amount of light that was in the room. There was a slither of silver light underneath the door. I edged closer trying to see if I could see anything out with my cell. When I thought it was safe to do so I lay on my stomach and tried to peak under the door. All I could see the slickly white lino floor. The florescent tube lighting was bouncing off the shiny floor and if I moved my head to the left even the tiniest bit it would bounce straight into my eyes, momentarily blinding me. I saw shadows of shoes moving within the light. Suddenly, I jumped back as a pair of shoes stopped at my door.
The nurse?
I moved back to my corner and pulled my knees to my chest. The minutes dragged by, seconds felt like hours, then slowly the door handle was pushed down and the door clicked open. I didn't want to know but found myself doing it anyway. The familiar face of the nurse enters the room, she moves closer and only once she was about a third of the of the way it did I notice the man, who had chosen Daniel to leave, was standing silently between the door frame and the nurse. What did he want? It hadn't been a year since he was here last, hell it had hardly been two weeks, so seeing him now both confused and intrigued me. Slowly he walked in to the room. He looked at me with uncertain eyes, taking in my balled up figure.
"This is her?" He looks at the nurse waiting for conformation.
"Yes. She is the one. Most dangerous one here, so they say. Will he be able to handle her? I mean is it possible?" The nurse asked clearly trying very hard to hide her concern for whoever it was I was possibly too much for."Yes. It will be fine." He said still not taking his eyes off of me. What where they on about? I couldn't figure it out but to be honest I didn't really care. I mean what could they do to hurt me now? They have already done their worst so what could this person do? I watch the man as he studies me.
"Why is she so quiet? I thought she was the most dangerous but looking at her she just looks like a small child. How long did you say she has been here?" For the first time since walking into the room he looks at the nurse.
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Inside the Asylum (Book 1)
General FictionThis is my story. It's the story of how my life, which started out well, was turned upside down when I was 16 years old. You see: They brought me here to Voltaire Asylum. The place where all the crazy people live. The people who don't fit in...