private The Mental Rehabilitation Center

[Shankveld 4,946]

Nurse Flo was shocked to see John laying in his bed, on the verge of tears. Nurse Flo approached him and saw him soaked in oatmeal. "Who did this to you?" John didn't respond. Nurse Flo shook her head and helped John out of bed. "You need to eat. Change your clothes and get back to the cafeteria." John did as Nurse Flo said and managed his way back to the cafeteria. He noticed the 'get well card' for Misha, but didn't feel right signing it; since he put him there. John walked back over to Sylvester. "Uhm, thanks. For earlier." John couldn't even maintain eye contact.

 

Nurse Flo continued to Aaron's room. Aaron had cried himself to sleep. Nurse Flo gently awoke Aaron and made him take some more relaxation pills. "It's almost bath time. Get up now." Aaron sheepishly crawled out of bed. "I want you to sign the Misha's card in the cafeteria." Aaron gulped, he was terrified to go back there; own up to his own actions. Aaron tried to sneak to the card, although everyone noticed him.

 

I Love you.

[NeverNeverland 1,940]

"Don't thank me." Sylvester said, not taking his eye off the window. "You said you wanted me to make sure you got out of risky situations, I did just that." He scratched his head, debating about whether he should get his beanie from his room.

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Misha cried. He cried for the first time ever. This whole world, this horrible world, filled with horrible world, had completely and utterly FUCKED him. Those were the only words he could think of to describe his situation. What did he do to bring this upon himself? He was flawless, the image of reflection! How dare these lunatics, the filth of the earth, do this to him!

Misha just couldn't take this anymore. He looked around the room.

No one is there.

Misha took the IV out of his arm, and prayed to god for death.

[Guest]

Samuel let the events of the night occur. He was rather depleted from the day's strange outbursts. The center wasn't usually this rowdy. What the hell has been happening recently? Misha had broken out of the infirmary and stormed into the cafeteria. Soon after, he was apprehended and all the patients were punished. Everyone returned to their rooms and the electricity was cut. His new roommate, John, was breathing deeply as Samuel and Zach prepared for bed.

"Hey John," Samuel said, "don't be freaked out here -- we're not as bad as the others. Just don't try anything outlandish and we should get along swimmingly."

 

John continued breathing heavily throughout the night. It was melodic yet distracting. Samuel did not get much sleep, but that was alright -- he was used to it. His thoughts usually kept him awake. He decided against conversing with John -- first nights are always hard. Hopefully you'll get used to this atmosphere.

 

Morning came around and Samuel did his daily routine. The doors opened and he left the room after his partners. He arrived at the cafeteria promptly and stood in line. Oatmeal was for breakfast. Samuel took in his surroundings -- everything seemed fine. Good, maybe today will be less chaotic. Two new patients were introduced as Samuel took his usual spot by the distorted window. Hopefully you two won't rupture this facility's organization any further, Samuel thought, as he ate his oats. He was nearly halfway finished with his meal when a disturbance erupted from across the room. Aaron, the Misha's roommate, cracked a hard, plastic bowl of steaming oatmeal over John's head. Sylvester quickly escorted John away from Aaron. In response, Zach approached Aaron with force. A schoolyard-style scrap began, and Zach took the upper-hand. The fight soon broke apart and Michelle approached Aaron. Michelle bent down and started whispering, casally wrapping her hands around Aaron's throat. Aaron hopped up and ran from the cafeteria as everyone returned to their seats... as if nothing had happened.

 

Nurse Flo soon entered the room and appeared completely unaware of the events that had just taken place. She proceeded to carry out her daily routine. What the actual fuck. These people deserve better, Samuel sighed. Nurse Flo placed a "Get Well Soon!" card on a nearby table. She expected everyone to contribute, in order to help Misha feel better. Only a few people approached the card and wrote down their sentiments. Samuel sighed as he stood. He deposited his tray at the usual station, and made notice of all the center's personnel in the room. Only two nurses were on observation duty. Samuel wasn't worried -- he'd developed a plan, after all. God, if you exist, roll with me on this one.

 

Samuel casually approached the table and scrawled down his message:

Trust your instincts.

- Samuel

 

He then proceeded to exit the cafeteria, amazed at how inattentive the nurses were. This is a semi-usual occurance, I suppose. They just had two patients slip out from under their noses, after all. Samuel thought. He navigated his way through the hallways, strolling past his room. He soon arrived at a restricted "Personnel only" portion of the building. He slowly opened the doors and slipped inside.​ Time to conduct some empirical studies.He thought, taking note of his surroundings. There was a map on the wall for the newly-trained. He looked up, seemingly staring through the ceiling. Not bad, Big Man. Stay with me for a while longer​.

 

Samuel grinned and started walking.

Edited June 4, 2012 by Guest

[Finesthour 7,286]

Randal walked over to the card and signed as small as he could,

 

This place is a nuthouse.

 

Randal then sighed heavily and walked into the hallway and sat on the floor. He put his face in his hands and began to cry again, wishing for this horrible nightmare to end.

[Croaks 251]

When Charles finished signing, a few others started to, including Randal, who walked out of the cafeteria. When Charles took a look, he saw him just down the hall, crying.

 

Charlie walked to him and sat down beside him. "Hey," he said, "Come on; stop crying. This place looks like a nightmare at first, but really, it's harmless. Now get up; it's almost shower time."

 

Perhaps 'harmless' wasn't the right word to use.

[Finesthour 7,286]

With tear stains on his face, Randal slowly looked up to face Charlie. With a small voice he said,

 

"How is this place harmless... I just saw a fight start out of fucking nowhere."

[Croaks 251]

Charles replied, "Like I said before, this usually doesn't happen. What happeneed yesterday was lost likely the cause of this. Now, let's get up and head back to the cafeteria. Or you can go to your room or the recreational room while we wait for bathing time."

[Finesthour 7,286]

Randal heavily sighed and nodded slowly, getting off of the floor. Looking both ways in the hallway, Randal decided to walk to the recreational room.

[SuperTheAwesome 199]

(I'm going to start this post from the beginning of the day, just saying this in case you get confused)

 

Katie woke up, got ready, and went to breakfast. The day was normal, just like almost every other day. The night before, however, was strange. Katie wasn't exactly sure what had happened. Some kind of fight broke out, that's for sure. And they were sent to bed early. This day, she just sat there and ate her oatmeal. She seemed calmer today, and was about to take her pill...

 

... but then she heard a crash. This crashed startled her so much she threw her pill. She didn't know where it went, and didn't care. She looked around for the source of this disturbance. She saw John covered in oatmeal, and Aaron was screaming. What the hell was going on? The fight raged on, and, to Katie, it seemed liked there was blood everywhere. WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON? Katie hid under the table and closed her eyes.

 

The next thing she knew, Nurse Flo was telling the patients to sign a card. Had Katie imagined the entire thing? Flo didn't seem to notice anything wrong. Heck, Aaron wasn't in the room. Was Katie going insane?

 

Katie slowly walked up to the card. It was for Misha. Katie, like everyone else in this institution, hated Misha. Katie grabbed a red crayon, and she bit off half of it. She started chewing on it, and spit it onto the card. She ran off into the hall, towards her room. She needed some sleep.

[Flow 1,619]

Emma had woken up, went straight to the cafeteria, and ate her oatmeal alone as usual, she wants to stay away from Michelle now after hearing rumors of her from the boys. She saw two new male patients, but she didn't care, She saw a fight ensue, but she still didn't care to help. After finishing her meal and taking her pills, she walked to the rec room till she saw a card, it was a get well card for Misha, looking closer she saw a spit on the card, "Must be Katie, nice," she said in a low voice, she didn't care to sign the card and just continued her way towards the rec room, deciding to watch the news on TV.

Edited June 5, 2012 by Narutardedscum!!

[Proailurus 214]

After just sitting there for a few minutes after finishing eating, Zach got up to go to the rec room. He saw the get well card on his way as well. About three more people had written on it, and one just spat on it. He kept walking and then decided to go to his room instead. He simply lied down and closed his eyes, although he didn't fall asleep.

[Finesthour 7,286]

Randal was on his way to the recreational room, when a girl walked straight past him, almost bumping him. He stared at her as she walked away, and he decided to follow her, as he did not really know where the rec room was.

[SuperTheAwesome 199]

Katie finally found her room and slowly opened the door. Skylar wasn't in there. Good. Katie dived onto her bed, and hugged the pillow. What was wrong with her?

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Carth lied awake in his bed. He wouldn't sleep until he knew it was safe. He knew they didn't want to help him. There was another reason he was there. He rolled out of his bed. Because he didn't eat any dinner he was hungry. He thought out loud, "Where are others? Can't find. Don't know what to do." He sat down on his bed. "Will wait." He spoke like this normally. He always skipped unnecessary words that only "wasted time".

[Shankveld 4,946]

Misha was to be under surveillance ever since he attempted to leave the infirmary. A nurse checked on him and saw Misha had magically pulled out his IV, even though he was strapped down. The nurse taped the IV back in. IV's were used to keep the patient hydrated, so losing it didn't mean anything near to death. The nurse injected some drunks into Misha's IV that would put his asleep.

 

Michelle and Andrea went to go comfort Katie. "Hey Katie are you alright?" Michelle climbed in bed with Katie and hugged her. Katie snuggled in Michelle's arms. It felt good to be loved. Michelle pet Katie's head, "everything is fine. Just don't stray too far from me."

 

Nurse Flo called the patients, it was bath time and outside time. Nurse Flo made the patients line-up in same sex lines. The boys were brought to the bath area and the girls were brought outside. Nurse Flo looked around, "where's Samuel?" "Should we go find him?" "I will." Nurse Flo went to the security area to review the tapes to find Samuel.

 

April, Andrea, Katie and Michelle were busy gossiping and goofing off outside as usual. Emma went and sat alone, instead of with them. Michelle huffed, "what's her problem?" Michelle lead the other girls to Emma, where they surrounded her. "You think you're better than us now bitch?" Michelle back handed Emma across the face.

[MVC NVMXD JVRXD 2,406]

Misha was past the point of suicide now. He realized something: this place WAS hell. He was obviously already dead, subjected to this place because of what he did in life. So now all he could do is serve his sentence. Serve it among these.... freaks.

Fuck.

Edited June 5, 2012 by One Fine Djentleman

[Strong Hooves 289]

John went to the farthest corner of the showers, away from the others. He stared at the floor as the water washed over him, the extra medication taking effect as he felt calmer and more relaxed. He smiled slightly, he couldn't even hear any of the others this time, his mind was silent or the first time. Perhaps he could do this more often.

[Shankveld 4,946]

A sexy young nurse entered the infirmary, clip board in hand. She approached Misha's bed. "Hello? Misha right? I'm Nurse Love. I'm hear to bathe you. It's bath time." Nurse Love pulled out a wheel chair and helped Misha into it. Her skin was soft and she smelt like summer rain. Nurse Love wheeled Misha down the hall and into the bathing room. There was single warm bath tube. Nurse Love bent over in front of Misha slowly undressing him. Once Misha was undressed, Nurse Love gently put him in the warm bath. Nurse Love took a soft cloth and began rubbing him all over. Nurse Love accidentally splashed herself, "oh no! My clothes are wet. Excuse me for a moment." Nurse Love stood up and slowly undressed herself. "That's better, now we're both naked." Nurse Love got into the bath tub with Misha, claiming she needed to be closer to him to reach his sensitive spots. Then Misha's medication wore off.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Randy backed up to the edge of the showers. He slipped and fell. He hoped he wasn't noticed, he was. "Not really happening. Still asleep."

Edited June 5, 2012 by Snails

[Croaks 251]

(lol dafuq)

 

As the guys entered the public showers, Charlie chose one in the middle. He undressed himself, and walked under a shower head in the middle, against the wall. As the hot water splashed down, he was immediately relaxed and stress-free.

If only they could do this more than once.

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"NURSE! I NEED A CHANGE OF CLOTHING!" Misha yelled, embarrassed as to why he required a clothing change.

I guess dreams will provide a temporary escape from this shit hole I call home. At least I have SOMETHING to look forward to.

[Finesthour 7,286]

Randal stayed still under the spray of the waterjet, Enjoying how it made him feel welcomed for once.

[SuperTheAwesome 199]

Michelle started to comfort Katie, and Katie was thankful. Katie followed Michelle outside, and they chatted. But then Michelle went up to Emma and hit her. Katie backed away- she didn't want to be part of this.

 

(I got lazy and posted really short-like. :3)

Edited June 5, 2012 by Eximius Terribilis

[Guest]

Samuel checked the map on the wall. He quickly dedicated the key points to memory and set off down the hallways, removing his hospital-issued shoes as he did so. The administrative office should be on the main level -- if the layout of this center is like normal hospitals, that is. As he made his way toward the stairwell, two off-duty murses lifted their heads. Samuel shuffled behind the corner, but the first murse had already seen him. They ran after him, thinking a chase was ensuing. As they rounded the corner, Samuel spun out and clubbed the first murse's neck with the side of his arm, slightly lifting the man off his feet. The first murse hit the floor as the second murse skidded to a halt. Murse Two conveniently pulled out a sedative syringe. Is that all these people have around here to stop patients?

 

"You're definitely going to solitary, bub!" the murse snapped.

That sounded rather evil. Samuel thought, as he planted his bare feet firmly on the cold floor. It would be best if you-

The nurse lunged at Samuel, arm extended, needle out. Samuel dodged right and grabbed the murse's arm, spinning to use the murse's own force against him. That's the way. The nurse stumbled forward, but was jerked back as his arm was twisted behind his back and his throat clenched by Samuel's free arm. The needle fell to the floor during the flawless display of physics.

 

"I'm going to ask that you tell me where I can find the owner of this center before you signal for security," Samuel grunted.

"All of you people on this floor are nuts, do you know how many times you guys try to break out to no avail?" the second murse replied.

"I'm not trying to leave -- this place could simply use another mind at work. This isn't the most successful way of going about it, but I'd like to see whoever runs this operation. I have a few things I'd like to ask before going to confinement." Samuel said.

"Whatev- AUGH!" cried the murse. Samuel had pressed the murse's arm further out of place and tightened his grip. Geez, Samuel thought, you're a male nurse, not a bounty hunter... And I'm playing the role of badass here, not you.

"Tell me or I'll break your arm before knocking you the fuck out." Samuel remarked, sounding quite serious.

"Alright -- but everyone in this facility is going to hunt you down! Before you even make it to the first level yo-" the second murse stopped short. Samuel shoved him into the wall and hammered the bottom of his palm against the top of the murse's neck, effectively rendering him unconscious. As if on-cue, the first murse began to get up. Samuel swiftly placed a kick under the man's jaw, snapping his head backward. Both men lied unconscious on the ground. I'll procure your needles and an outfit - no hard feelings. Samuel pulled Murse Two into a storage closet. Samuel soon emerged from the room dressed in scrubs, a bandanna, and a face-mask. This should help with any inattentive glances. He stored the first murse in the closet as well -- for safe keeping. Ha.

 

He reached doorway to the stairwell and picked up a clipboard; incidentally, it was dropped by one of the murses as they went after him. Looks like a roster of our names and medication dosages. Interesting... As he descended the staircase, he noticed a trend in the medicine issued to each patient. Regardless of what disorder a patient had, they all shared one pill with the same dosage in common. I suppose the aesthetics of the pill is unique for each patient. It's not really important how the pill looks, as long as everyone receives the same substance, Samuel thought. He began to form a conclusion as he reached the bottom of the staircase. He opened the door to the main level and stepped into the halls. Let's see here... Ah! Samuel walked up to another level-map. He was a fair distance away from the main entrance. From the layout Samuel had seen so far, he inferred that the building must be slanted on/ infused with a hill. That would explain why we're able to go outside even though we're stuck on the third floor. He rounded another corner and nodded to a few nurses conversing outside a nearby room. They acknowledged him with a tiny wave and started speaking again as he passed. Honestly, if it weren't for the aggressiveness caused by my disorder, I might seriously consider applying for a position here. There shouldn't be such a mismatch of patients allowed to cause disruptions because of negligent personnel, he vented while pacing through the winding corridors. As he neared the first wing of the building, he heard the scuffle of feet behind him. He spun around -- too late. An officer bolted forward and smashed into Samuel. Samuel reached for a syringe as his left arm was restrained. He put up resistance and managed to fidget his hand around the base of a needle. As Samuel's head was pushed to the floor, he shifted his hand's position and swung his right arm into the officer's leg. While the officer was caught off-guard, Samuel lifted his head and smashed it against his assailant's face. The officer fell backwards as his leg went limp. Two more officers rounded the corner and sprinted for Samuel. Samuel sprang up and sprinted forward. As he turned the corner he was tackled by a nearby nurse. You fucking white-knight bystander! He felt a sharp pain in his back -- like being shocked.

 

"Don't taze me, bro!" Samuel managed to say with a meager smile -- before being put under by a sedative.

I was so damn close, too... They must've followed me on tape... As he quickly began to lose consciousness, Samuel thought, I'll just have to act on impulse from here... I hate it when a plan falls apar-...

 

 

Samuel was handed to the head nurse -- as was regulation. He was a patient under Nurse Flo's jurisdiction, which meant his retribution was under her complete control. ... Hot damn.

Edited June 5, 2012 by Guest