Истории Whitecoat

Creatures of magic and mystery are at home in my facilities. Maybe it's not the home they would choose, but it's better than the horror that awaits them out in the real world. This one is faster and much more powerful than the others. She bounces off of one wall directly into another. I instruct the young woman in the standard white coat next to me. "Push the button." There is a gentle click of the button as she presses it, sealing the mermaid's fate.

when i first met you at the park that late winter night, you where standing there, next to the swings. i was so intrigued why you didn't just go on the swings. "they scare you?" i asked, "no, not in the slightest." you responded. "do you know how?" "do i know how what?" "how to swing of course." that little smile. "of course i know how." "let's swing together then." "only if you share a cigarette with me." of course i handed this angel a cigarette. we sat on the swings while i lighted the cigarette for her. i was so stuck in my mind wondering what i did wrong that i didn't even notice she had left until she got to the gate of the park.