Sweet Dreams Are Made Of Screams

Chapter 2 - Jane Doe

Chapter 2 – Jane Doe

Third Person Perspective

As the girl arrived in the armored vehicle, the guards opening the back doors peer into the darkness of the back to see a hunched over figure completely wrapped up in a chain cocoon. The people in the driver’s seat seemed paranoid and shouted curses at the girl, and rushes the guards to hurry up and get her out.

Her head bowed, a veil of brunette locks covers her face as she is dragged up by her chains, and walked into the facility at gunpoint.

As she walks along the hallways, and upstairs she clinks. The sound echoes in the hall and even the most insane of patients stopped their usual shouting and crying as she passes. It seemed as if she was giving off a dark aura that silenced the craziest of the crazy, and made the sane insane.

She was led into the cell right next to the now second most insane in the whole facility. Jeff.

“Stay in there lass, and behave yourself!” one of the guards say as they finish chaining her up in the padded room.

She never looked up; nonetheless she didn’t make a noise. Making the guards wonder if she really was crazy as they say. But nevertheless, they didn’t stay to find out. The slamming cell door signified her freedom gone, now all she’d return to was cold glares and cross faces.

Meanwhile Jeff snickered in the cell next door and kicks the wall, the sound was muffled with the cushioning and he huffs, getting to work on a new project. He gets on his knees and begins to bite and tear at the pads, spitting out the rubbish that filled his mouth until he saw silver wall. Reclining on his back he begins to kick the wall, now sounding like a good thud, trying to get this girl’s attention.

Sure enough the girl could hear the sound, more sounding like someone jumping on their bed but looks at the west wall with curiosity. She knew she and her neighbor had guards outside of their rooms but she couldn’t help her curiosity. She was fully engulfed in chains and they dragged her down so she tries to make her way to the corner and tries to use her teeth to no avail, but she wanted to let the next door cell know that she heard him. So the thrashes around in her chains, making a big ruckus that ricochets in the hall faintly.

Jeff in the next room smirks, she was willing to try and make contact. Good. Now he could see what competition he had.