The Black Death

Chapter eight

Week two

"Doc please this is Lana haven't seen you in a while" Lana voice mail said
"Hey doc you haven't been showing up to work or any meetings it's been three days" Malcolm voice mail said
"Doc we're coming to your house it's been a week since the last time we heard of you" Lana's voice mail said

"Shouldn't we wait for Malcolm and John" Lana asked as we step up to Adam's porch
"We have no time! He hasn't answered any of us for days we have to check on him" I said

As we continued up we hear a car pull up as we turn around we see that it's Malcolm and John

"Hey sorry there was another riot at work" Malcolm said
"That's like the third one this week" Lana said

We turn around and knock on the docs door
"Ugh what's that smell" Lana asked
Malcolm and John looked at each other with a worried look
"Death" they both said
Bradly breaks the door down and the smell gets stronger when they're in it punches them in the face. Lana leaves the house to get fresh air with John, Malcolm and Bradly walk in further holding there noises.

"It seems to be getting stronger upstairs" I said
"I'm calling the cops" Lana yelled up the stairs
"No, not yet" Malcolm yelled back down

Him and I continue to walk till we got to the hall with the bed rooms, the wall was covered In bottles and broken pictures we decided to go to the bed room at the end of the hall and open it up to see that Adam was laying on his bed vomit everywhere and white foam coming out of his mouth we check for a pulse but there wasn't one .

"Lana now call the cops" I yelled hoping she heard me
"Shit man, this is fucked" Malcolm said
"He left a note" I said walking over the the dresser
"Put these on I always keep some in my pocket cause of were I work" Malcolm said handing me gloves
I take the gloves and grab the note

"I honestly don't know how people can write letters to people that find them dead, I remembered what Anna said in her letter for me that one day She hopes that I'll be with my wife and child again and I just couldn't wait anyone. I'll tell Anna that you guys miss her finish what she started with out me I left everything I found before I drank my self to death or how ever I died. I found out some new things about the place everything is in the top draw take it before the cops or someone else does, I'm just a washed up old therapist that can't keep a patient alive."

"Damn he didn't even sign his name" Malcolm said
"Yeah, he was a good dude" I said

We go down stairs and wait on the front porch for the cops to come.
Few hours later
"I don't understand" Lana said
"What?" I asked
"Why he would do that he was fine the last time we saw him" she said
"Just cause someone looks fine on the surface doesn't mean they're fine underneath" Malcolm said
"This just goes to show no one knows what anyone is truly dealing with alone" John said
"I really wish Anna was here" Lana said

We all then look down at the table with the multiple folders that Adam found on the institution

I listen to the rest of the tape the doc gave me

"You guys want to have a baby?" The doc said
"Yes, we talked about it for a while, we were ready I was so excited" Anna said

It was hard to hear her voice knowing that this is the only way I could ever hear it again, she was the love of my life. I wish I was there to stop her, all I hear in my head is screaming in angry and pain. Lana comes out seeing me break down

"Brady, Brady what's going on calm down!" She says trying to get me to calm down

"Why!! Why would she do that!!! Why would she do that to me!! Why would she leave me!!" I yell in pain
"I know I know, she was in pain lots of pain Beyond help only thing we can do now is complete what she started and show people how much pain people like her go threw" she says sitting next to me

"Hey what's this?" Lana asked Reaching for a tape on the floor

She puts it in the player We shit and watch
"It's her old therapist" I said watching

"Anna tell me what's going on with you" the therapist demanded
"Stop it stop it...shut up shut up SHUT UP!" Anna said holding her self and rocking in the chair

"She looks terrified" Lana said

"No ones saying anything An..." the therapist says but gets cut off with Anna screaming bloody murder

"AAAHHGGGGGHGHHHHHH" she keeps yelling
Anna start clawing at her left arm so much she's making it bleed and yells "get it out of me they're killing me please!! Help me!!"
Then she screams for me "baby!!! Brady please baby help me!!!" It makes my heart drop and I start to get angry and tear up. Lana has her hand on her mouth in shock, Malcolm and John walk in as that part is still play
"What the fuck!" John says
I pause it and look at them in angry "did you know this was happening to her in there!?" I says standing up angry
"no we where never allowed in there with that therapist" John said
"They never told us what was really wrong with her" Malcolm said can't take his eyes off the tv

I push play and continue to watch with the three of them

"Anna there isn't anything in that's killing you" the therapist said
"Yes there is you put it in me and it burns. Please make it stop, baby help me" Anna cry's
"Anna if you don't stop we're going to put you back in the chair" the therapist said sitting back in his chair
"No no no no no no you can't put me back in it I won't wake up, it makes me remember I don't want to remember. I just wanna go home to my family and my boyfriend" Anna cry's out

"Your family is dead you know this you killed them Anna" he said
"No no no no Kevin did, he killed my family like he killed my child, like he killed Alex" she says crying in her chair
"There is no Alex you killed them Anna" he says leaning on his desk
"I killed them?" She says with her head down
"Repeat after me I killed my family" the therapist said
"I killed my family" she repeats
"I killed Alex and Luna" he says
" I killed Alex and Luna" she repeats "no no no no I didn't your lying STOP LYING, keep putting stuff in my head there isn't anything wrong with me I wanna go home" Anna says again
"You can't go home you unsafe to others" he says
"Aaaahhhhgggh" Anna yells
We all sit there in shock and disbelief not knowing what to do or say