Nate's POV
I stared at the ground as I sat in my dark, unclean cell. I was in huge amounts of pain since my 'session' with Lane. I've been trying to just forget about it, but sadly it isn't as easy as it sounds.
Usually about eight patients a day were taken to see Lane, but now it's uncommon. It's probably because of that incident with the mysterious killer that's hiding here. There haven't been many security guards around either.
Whenever I sit here I just try and ignore the fact that I'm imprisoned in this awful prison cell. I just try and find my happy place. Then again it's not really happy, I've pretty much forgotten what happiness feels like.
I'd rather be at the orphanage where I grew up, despite the fact that I absolutely hate that place. It was filled with nothing but homophobic bullies who feed off the misery of others.
Luckily I had Ryou to help me or I didn't think I would survive. We were best friends back then. However when Jaden came along we grew more distant. We were still friends but we barely talked.
Once he was slowly disappearing from my life the bullying got worse.
Much worse. It got to the point where I tried to commit suicide...something I'm not proud of. It's how I got sent here in the first place. No one ever questioned how I ended up here, nor do I ever plan to tell anyone. I just don't want to tell Ryou.We aren't as close as we used to be, although we have been closer ever since we've been imprisoned here. He says that he's able to get us out of here...I just don't know if I believe him or not.
I want to believe him, but given the circumstances I don't think that there's anything we can do. I'm just not going to get my hopes up.
I paused. I heard footsteps heading towards me, it was a security guard. I think I've seen him before. I think his name was Caleb, not that I really cared.
He looked at me for a second, and he looked like he was depressed, and I think sweat was dripping down his forehead.
"Nate, I'm sorry, but you're going to have to come with me."
I don't know why, but after hearing him say that I started to shiver.
Oh god...what are they going to do to me now?
He released me from my cell, and instead of grabbing me from the grey, torn fabric that me and the other patients wore, he allowed me to walk behind him freely. He kept an eye on me though in case I try to run away.
As we got closer to our destination he looked even more worried. I almost felt bad for him...almost.
We then reached the door, and at that point Caleb was shaking, but I didn't give a shit, I was too worried about what they were going to do to me. We then entered Lane's office, and he was standing there, and as always, he was smirking, and so were the two security guards behind him. However, Lane seemed a bit more demented than usual, and he seemed really excited about something.
"Hello, Nate."
He sat down on the chair in front of me and he crossed his arms, that devious smirk still etched on his face.
"Don't worry, there's no need to scared, I'm not going to hurt you."
I had a hard time believing that, I could tell that he was planning something.
"So, Nate, why have you and your little friends been running around causing mischief?"
I was caught by surprise after hearing that. What on earth was he talking about? Did he...know something?
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Angel Falls
HorrorDISCLAIMER: This work was written back in 2014, so it's rather old by now, and I don't really believe that this work represents me as a writer or a person. Please keep that in mind while reading! --- ''Welcome to Angel Falls mental institution, here...