The Facility

Blurry

Jade was basically carried out of the room since her legs, body and mind were so weary after that 'session'.

Bl-blurry . . . f*ck . . . keep yourself conscious . . . grr what did they . . . DO TO ME?! She wanted to be mad and start arguing with the men in white who were carrying her to a bench in the white hall but she was too tired and her brain felt almost incapable of being extremely aggravated. That was just how mentally and physically exhausted she was.

She was set gently on the silver bench lined against the wall in the hall.

The men in white looked over her for some time before they said some words which she did not understand and then walked away.

What . . . did they even do? She couldn't remember much about the therapy which took place. It was all so . . . blurry!

As she tried to recall, what came to mind was being set in what appeared to be a black box. She'd noticed a screen which some people stood behind while observing her and then heard some voices before a main voice spoke to her for a moment and then entered the room. Even though the room had been black the person had been easy to see and she did not understand why because as far as she could tell there had been no light in the room.

The person had spoken casually with her about herself, things she liked, disliked, movies they both liked, books- Wait what? Just a regular conversation? They had even debated who was the best character in some series they both watched. It had been calming but after a while the person had left and then some crazy stuff started taking place.

There were . . . noises and . . . me memories kept coming in flashes, scenarios kept popping up in me head . . . different colour lights . . . images . . . I-I . . . cried and laughed and . . . Had they drugged her or something?

All she knew was that she now felt really, really tired. And oddly . . . light. What was this? Lightness . . . free of anger and speculation. She felt calm but she wanted to be cautious and to know what was happening. But me mind . . .

She was trying desperately to grasp onto the part of her which was constantly on edge and trying to prove that she was clever and amazing- trying to get what I want- but . . . it was fading away.

The world went black.

Jade's eyes opened up and she had no idea how much time had passed. I passed out or . . . fell asleep? She blinked and looked around briefly. She was still on a bench in a white hall, alone- Wait no.

She looked slowly to her left and was surprised to see that there was someone sitting at the other end of the bench. Who . . .

The person was female and she had one leg crossed over the other with an elbow resting on the arm of the bench. Her fingers held her own chin as she looked forward, appearing to be in thought.

Dafuq? Was this a hallucination? Why was there a random girl or . . . lady? It's a woman. Why was there a random lady sitting here? She didn't look like she went here. Obviously not.

The woman turned her head to face her and Jade heard her scoff. "Well it's about time." She said.

Jade blinked. Did she have . . . plans for her?

"You'd been lying there asleep for over an hour."

Jade narrowed her eyes before sitting up straighter. "Okay . . . what the f*ck is happening?" She held her forehead.

"This is the head clearing part of it. At least that's what they call it anyway." She looked Jade over. "Seems it took a toll on you." She laughed a soft sardonic laugh. "And I thought I'd been getting on pathetically after my first session. Look at you." She shook her head and kept laughing.