*authors note- just thought I would let you find out a bit more about Tye because I never really explained what happened*
Tye POV
"It's the end...I can see it"
I reach out my arm chanting the same words over and over. I'm in a small grey room with a blinding light inches from my face.
"I can see it, it's calling me, calling me, the end it's coming" I whisper slowly to myself biting my nails
Images where flashing in front of my eyes giving me clues. Something calling my name...someone needing me. I see prints and codes and I feel power run through my veins.
I'm in a small closed room, with stains of blood deeply scarred into the White titled floors. There is a large black door with heavy metal planks across it. There's scratch marks in bedded into the walls. My hands are covered in blood and my nails are chewed up and cut. There are papers scattered every where. With nothing but images drawn with pieces of black chalk. I look at my hands again and they are a smoky faded black colour and there is chalk in my hand. I grasp it tight.
The door opens, I heard voices.
A man enters with jet black hair wearing a long black coat. He looks about 34. As he opened the door I heard the screams and the laughters of what sounded like psychotic people.
He walked towards me as I'm still chanting. He holds a mirror to my face
"Do u see your self Mr Cauly" he says
I looked at my reflection in the stained glass rocking back and forth. My brown hair had red strips in, strips of my blood. My eyes where blood shot and filled with blue veins. I had a 2 inch gash on my forehead that was sown up. My lip had been cut and was poring with blood. My face was pale white like a ghost and my skin was bruised and one side of my face was swollen.
My face had no emotion
"So Mr Cauly now you have seen your...em...condition would you like to...enlighten me what happened to you?"
"They need me, they are calling me"I whispered
"Who needs you Mr Cauly?" he said bending next to me
"They need me, I saw it, I have to go" I leaped up
" sit...downnn Mr Cauly" the guy said placing me on a chair
He sat on the seat opposite with only a long table between us
"I'm Inspector Walsh, Marcus Walsh.The police found you in a dump screaming and scratching at some walls, you where drawing pictures on paper, they grabbed you and you aggressively tackled them shouting, they need me...what ever that means, so Mr Cauly they took you here"
"Where am I ?" I asked.
" Madison green"
" Mad...Madison what? " I stuttered
" Madison Green... The psychiatric hospital."
"NO...NO..." I screamed, the guards pinned me against the wall as the room span slightly
"Keep calm sir"
"I CAN SEE THEM, THEY NEED ME"
They pushed me to the ground and injected anaesthetic in my arm. I felt weak
I fell to the dusty white ground as my head slammed of the tiles. I clutched my head and held my hand against bruise.
"But I" I said slurring my words as if I were drunk
"I killed....I ...killed"
"Who did you kill?" Walsh asked nervously
His face blurred away and I felt my eyes roll back
"Who was it?" Walsh screamed as he grabbed my face and shook it
I started groaning as I was falling asleep. I forced out the words. Gasping I said
"E-E-Evie"
His face went white like a ghost and the room suddenly went black before my very eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Safe 23
Mystery / ThrillerA dectective (Joe) with nothing left to live for starts investigating with his brother the murder of a 25 year old famous business man who's body is no where to be found. But when people across the world start losing there minds and symbols and draw...
