Post by vamperious on Dec 5, 2012 4:42:46 GMT -5
The halls rang with screams and cries of other patients, some in physical pain- others in their own mind. It was like music to her ears...She knew where she was- they had told her for a few years now...Severalls Asylem. It was large, about 2000 patients, with plenty of instruments to scream and all to her delight. Her hands were bandaged up and she was in a cut up straight jacket- arms across her front, her short black hair in her face. It was a huge knot- she didn't care- she didn't care for vanity- it was over rated in her opinion. She had never seen a day in her long miserable existence so she relied on everything else to see. She knew she was in a small padded, damp room. A few floors underground. She had been there fora long time- they were hoping she would just die. She didn't respond positively anyhow to any 'treatments' they came up with- even experimental ones- they tried a lobotomy however they broke their sharps on her bones- which were too hard to break. She smirked to herself being half bone demon wasn't half bad after all. She started to giggle lightly sounding almost like bells chiming when the patient in the room next to her started screaming hysterically," Get Them Off of me! Please! Please! Off! Get them off!?" He screamed over and over for about 20 minutes until an attendant came to tranquilize him. She frowned when they did that and cursed about their job. She smirked," Attendant- Attendant?!" She called her voice almost sounding childlike. The little shutter in the middle of the door opened and she knew a pair of fearful eyes looking at her, frowning," What?" Smirking she shook the hair out of her face, she knew he hated her eyes- how white and blank they were. 'Looking' at him she smiled," Couldn't you have just let him scream a little longer? I was enjoying myself." She heard the disgust in his tone as he spat on the ground, and said a small prayer. " Your just plain sick... feeding off others pain- you need to be put down." That made her frown," Your next to scream for me." her voice was teasing and playful, however she was being honest.
Using the wall she stood up and slammed her bone hard weight against the door- it gave a creak- like it wanted to give but it couldn't just yet. She backed up giggling hysterically- she was getting excited over hearing this man scream. He was 'praying' for her like he had said day in ad day out- she hated that term now. The last one who was trying to preform an exorcism on her she killed the priest- sliced him up and ate him-well pieces of him. Slamming against the door again it creaked- bending a bit more she laughed louder, the man was tripping she could felt he ground where he was scrambling up, trying to get to his locked gated area where he was 'safe'. He was praying she heard him, her eye twitched in annoyance. She didn't believe in God, or Satan- hell... heaven, or any form of afterlife- she had no wanting of one- there was no place for her in the after world. The man was only a third of the way there- he was shaking too much to run, he was praying the door's bolts held- they weren't going to. She slammed against them a third time and it slammed open- half off its hinge, she ripped from the room and charged at where his vibrations were coming from her ears landed her right on top of him. He had a tazer-he had the setting on high and tazed her right on the heart- she didn't even flinch- pain was her pleasure... She swung her arms back and forth over his face, feeling the bandages getting wet- with his blood, he was screaming in her ears- it was like a multi-chorus of angels singing a lullaby to her sweetly. She could feel his heart beat getting weaker so she stopped and leaned in close to his face, her lips at his ear," When you get there- Tell me how beautiful your god is..." She said sitting back up- the man';s eyes large and swollen in pain and bloodied- His face contorted in pain and shock about what she had just said to him, her voice sounding like the death bringers itself. With one final twist of her arms---it was over...
Using the wall she stood up and slammed her bone hard weight against the door- it gave a creak- like it wanted to give but it couldn't just yet. She backed up giggling hysterically- she was getting excited over hearing this man scream. He was 'praying' for her like he had said day in ad day out- she hated that term now. The last one who was trying to preform an exorcism on her she killed the priest- sliced him up and ate him-well pieces of him. Slamming against the door again it creaked- bending a bit more she laughed louder, the man was tripping she could felt he ground where he was scrambling up, trying to get to his locked gated area where he was 'safe'. He was praying she heard him, her eye twitched in annoyance. She didn't believe in God, or Satan- hell... heaven, or any form of afterlife- she had no wanting of one- there was no place for her in the after world. The man was only a third of the way there- he was shaking too much to run, he was praying the door's bolts held- they weren't going to. She slammed against them a third time and it slammed open- half off its hinge, she ripped from the room and charged at where his vibrations were coming from her ears landed her right on top of him. He had a tazer-he had the setting on high and tazed her right on the heart- she didn't even flinch- pain was her pleasure... She swung her arms back and forth over his face, feeling the bandages getting wet- with his blood, he was screaming in her ears- it was like a multi-chorus of angels singing a lullaby to her sweetly. She could feel his heart beat getting weaker so she stopped and leaned in close to his face, her lips at his ear," When you get there- Tell me how beautiful your god is..." She said sitting back up- the man';s eyes large and swollen in pain and bloodied- His face contorted in pain and shock about what she had just said to him, her voice sounding like the death bringers itself. With one final twist of her arms---it was over...